flora
'I know, but...I didn't think you really wanted to.' Flora admits, though of course Jack knew that much already. "How could you? You'd said from the start it wasn't what you wanted, must have seen the way I'd tried for weeks to hide the thought down where even I couldn't find it."
Flora's breath stalls on her tongue as her browsnarrow pinch together; weak? "Wh—" Sipping in a breath, the queen's eyes drop toward Jack's glass very nearly pouring him another before thinking better of it. "But everything with Safrin, your place here in Torchline, the way we've been running things.." Surely he was stronger with her, not weaker?
"I know." Dropping her eyes, Flora picks at a bit of varnish on the bar, her voice low. She was intimately aware of everytime he allowed her to be close to him, if only because he made it impossible to forget. Every roll of his eyes as he snagged an arm around her waist, every huff as he tucked her against his side, every terse kiss pressed to her hair to shut her up. "And that's the part I can't live with being the same." She says after a moment, trying to shrug her shoulders down away from her ears.
"I don't know why you do it." She whispers. Reaching for his glass if only because she needs something to do or else she's liable to turn around and smash every single bottle if only to feel like she can control over one single thing in her life, Flora shakes her head. He'd known that she was falling in love with him and he'd kept her at arm's length. Had tolerated her growing affections, and now here he was breaking her heart like her deserving better was the reason why.
Flora's breath stalls on her tongue as her brows
"I know." Dropping her eyes, Flora picks at a bit of varnish on the bar, her voice low. She was intimately aware of everytime he allowed her to be close to him, if only because he made it impossible to forget. Every roll of his eyes as he snagged an arm around her waist, every huff as he tucked her against his side, every terse kiss pressed to her hair to shut her up. "And that's the part I can't live with being the same." She says after a moment, trying to shrug her shoulders down away from her ears.
"I don't know why you do it." She whispers. Reaching for his glass if only because she needs something to do or else she's liable to turn around and smash every single bottle if only to feel like she can control over one single thing in her life, Flora shakes her head. He'd known that she was falling in love with him and he'd kept her at arm's length. Had tolerated her growing affections, and now here he was breaking her heart like her deserving better was the reason why.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
