@faenet event: kingdom of ash
until the darkness claims us → manon & dorian
❝ Manon did not back away as he slid his arms around her. “I am sorry,” he said into her hair.
Tentatively, slowly, her hands drifted across his back. Then settled, embracing him. “I miss them,” she whispered, shuddering.
Dorian only held her tighter, and let Manon lean on him for as long as she needed, Abraxos staring toward that blasted bit of earth on the plain, toward the mate who would never return, while the city below celebrated.❞