LOREN
Hope flickered in the Launceleyn’s chest.
And then he crushed it before it could grow.
Because maybe Ronin had said that to Remi, that Loren and the alchemist could be friends. But the king couldn’t possibly know what Loren and Remi did. What they'd said to one another. So even as the alchemist spoke reassuringly about Ronin’s easy acceptance of Remi’s ex-lovers, how the king wasn’t bothered in the slightest the summoner refused to allow himself to believe it would be that easy. ”Does Ronin know everything?” The Launceleyn couldn’t bring himself to say ‘That I love you and you love me,’ so he looked down instead.
”Do you still love them?” That had to be close enough for the other man to understand.
And then he crushed it before it could grow.
Because maybe Ronin had said that to Remi, that Loren and the alchemist could be friends. But the king couldn’t possibly know what Loren and Remi did. What they'd said to one another. So even as the alchemist spoke reassuringly about Ronin’s easy acceptance of Remi’s ex-lovers, how the king wasn’t bothered in the slightest the summoner refused to allow himself to believe it would be that easy. ”Does Ronin know everything?” The Launceleyn couldn’t bring himself to say ‘That I love you and you love me,’ so he looked down instead.
”Do you still love them?” That had to be close enough for the other man to understand.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
