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[princess_of_ida]

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[seaboard]

[ There she was, there was her wife. Fearsome and worthy of all she had worked for, not begging for scraps from a petty lord that dangled what she wanted on a string.

She melted below her, her arms circling her, kisses her full and hard and unforgiving to it. She loves her, and she will hold it her to this, for better or worse, with no respite. The tears slip, an expected relief that it hurt she had to wake to this mess and fight for this from the minute she opened her eyes to this horrible thing that has happened.

But she loved her, and for that, she hung on with both hands. ]

[princess_of_ida]

[Ianthe kissed her and kissed her and kissed her. With love and longing, conveying her fear and loneliness, and everything that had been in those moments she left messages to Gilia while she recovered.

She kissed away the tears and pressed her lips lovingly to the new scar. Ianthe could remove it, but she liked scars. It didn't make Gilia any less beautiful, but if her wife ever asked, she would see to it.]

[seaboard]

[ Her fingers curled into her hair, cupping the back of her head to keep her warm and close, kind and near.

At least until her strength began to fail her again, and she had to fall back into the pillows again with yet another coughing fit. Exhausted from her short stint sitting up right. ]

I am sorry, much seems to be beyond me, at present.

[princess_of_ida]

You don't apologize for anything.

[Ianthe shifted to slip her bone arm underneath Gilia and lay on her side, cradling her wife.]

Rest, Lia. I'll keep feeding you thalergy in a slow steady stream. I have plenty. I'll stay as long as you want me.

[A phrase with two meanings.]

[seaboard]

[ Spirits it felt so good to be wrapped up in her arms again, her whole body going lax, where she felt safe and supported. Had her close at hand, her body becoming still from her coughing. ]

Just make sure you do not exhaust yourself as well, my love.

[princess_of_ida]

If I tire, I'll just sleep. I... haven't been doing that. Much.

[If at all. She almost said she was a bottomless well but Gilia knew that she had limits. They were hard to get to, but they were there. Nevermind that she would let herself go back to that ugly hag if it helped heal Gilia.]

[seaboard]

[ Gilia took her arm and secured it in closer as she felt herself pulled down by exhaustion again. ]

Stay right here, that is all I desire.

[ But the sincerity of her intention is ruined somewhat, by the yawn she makes a second late, exhausted and wide. ]

[princess_of_ida]

[Her arm tightened.]

Alright. I got you. [She snuggled down, pressed a kiss to Gilia.] And thanks... for still loving me.

[seaboard]

For this life, and always.

[ She whispered, so close to the edge of sleep, that only a minute later, she is gone to it again. ]