Argenti's Palace

[beautifulknight]

The stage is set they say;
They don their masks and shields,
Shadows creep and cover their minds;
Now, what beautiful role shall they play?

𝓜𝓮𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓵𝓮


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[bloodweapon]

[Fray's hand dips to his pocket for a moment before he shakes his head.]

You know why I won't leave. Even the ugliest, most damning parts of you are truly beautiful to me.

[He finally moves to draw his sword; its familiar weight a comfort in his hands. If it is to be a fight, then he won't disappoint Argenti.]

If you intend this to be your path, then I'll stop you. I won't let you hurt the others.

[Let's put on a show, shall we?]

[beautifulknight]

[ Argenti's eyes following the movement of that hand, before they land back on Fray's general position. He keeps his mouth closed to not dare question what he might have grasped.

His eyes glance to the side at his words, unable to look at him when he says that. Is he really worthy of such sentiment, like this? A wave of further, internal confliction rises within him, but he fights it down as Fray's heavy blade sees the glimmer of day once again.

Everything feels like it settles into place...like broken pieces of glass that are mismatched with the desperation to make them fit together as seamlessly as a perfected jigsaw puzzle. ]

...I shall await your fruitless efforts.

[ And with that, Argenti begins the battle. ]