Bury My Heart Next to Yours

BASTIEN

While he had dealt with the emotional pains of his strained relationship with his parents many years prior, Bastien was still grateful for Rexanna's gentle, reassuring touch; it had always been a good reminder that he was not alone here, where he had been so suddenly tossed away from his chosen family in Venice. "Maybe so. Still, I think my father would have liked me to return for a visit...I was considering it, when I was taken here. So now I will not be able to; I wonder if he has heard any news of my disappearance." It was entirely possible he just thought Bastien hadn't contacted him and was still living his life in Venice.

Every single time Bastien learnt a new detail about Rexanna's life, he wished he could somehow jump across time and worlds to protect her, to shield her from the horrors and pain she had experienced. Unable to do that, he simply stroked her hair again and his other hand went to hold hers, thumb running over her knuckles. "Why would that day have made them any less happy? Surely, they already know? Did you leave upon finding out?" He did not know what he would have done in that situation - there had never been any doubt of Bastien's heritage. The one reminder of his parents he had always carried with him were his features, which were directly taken from his father's face.

And nothing matters when we're dancing

In tatter-tatters you're entrancing

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