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31_days October: 03. Pity it isn't you who's with me until the end
Fandoms:
luceti, Tales of Legendia, Tales of Phantasia, Tales of Phantasia: Narikiri Dungeon X
Genre: Angst? Fluff? Idk.
Rating: G
Words: 457
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the above media.
Summary: Grune believes Dhaos' love is for her simple, unawakened self; Dhaos can't find a way to persuade her otherwise.
Author's Notes: I'm not particularly happy with this one. I messed around with it a bit in the editing stages, but it's over half a year old and I don't think I did a particularly good job of it when I originally wrote it. Still, it's worth posting anyway, so here you go.
How does one convince a goddess she is loved?
It is a question Dhaos would very much like answered. Grune seems to think he still wishes that she had not recovered her memories, that she had remained in what she calls her "unawakened state," and he is unable to convince her otherwise. Neither words nor actions have any effect; she appears to believe he is merely sparing her feelings.
It had been true at first, and that is what makes persuading her so difficult. He had missed the simple, kind woman who loved so easily and so completely. But after enough time in her "awakened" company, he had seen that love once more. It had been hidden, not vanished. The day he had seen her smile at the sight of a garden bursting with more flowers than he could name was the day he had suddenly and belatedly understood.
He has come to hold dear the qualities of her true self: her utter devotion to saving the people of the worlds they visit; her incisive, brilliant mind; that carefully concealed wry humour that even now surprises him; the way they can stand as equals—a privilege he had never had while alive. No one on Derris-Kharlan had been equal to him. His position as ruler of Elusion had been lonely and remote . . . but now he is no longer alone.
He loves her. He had been solitary for much of his life, and then, after his death, he had fallen in love, and then fallen in love again. Does she not know how extraordinary this is? He had thought it impossible for him to love again after Karion, and he had been wrong.
He almost wishes they were in Luceti again. At least there, he would have no end of people to advise him. Now, he has Schwartz and Norn as the sole other constants in his life, and speaking with either is entirely out of the question.
. . . Then again, perhaps there is no perfect sentence to speak, no act that will prove his love with an unquestionable finality. Perhaps, with every day he spends by her side, he will pull apart her certainty that his love is not for her until she knows what is truly in his heart. If she could wear down the defences of a lonely, bitter Demon King, then surely he can do the same in return for a goddess with enough love for every living creature in all of time.
As long as his devotion is patient, steady, and true, he will make her see his love is for her as she now is. It will be his own purpose, and he will give it his all.
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Genre: Angst? Fluff? Idk.
Rating: G
Words: 457
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the above media.
Summary: Grune believes Dhaos' love is for her simple, unawakened self; Dhaos can't find a way to persuade her otherwise.
Author's Notes: I'm not particularly happy with this one. I messed around with it a bit in the editing stages, but it's over half a year old and I don't think I did a particularly good job of it when I originally wrote it. Still, it's worth posting anyway, so here you go.
How does one convince a goddess she is loved?
It is a question Dhaos would very much like answered. Grune seems to think he still wishes that she had not recovered her memories, that she had remained in what she calls her "unawakened state," and he is unable to convince her otherwise. Neither words nor actions have any effect; she appears to believe he is merely sparing her feelings.
It had been true at first, and that is what makes persuading her so difficult. He had missed the simple, kind woman who loved so easily and so completely. But after enough time in her "awakened" company, he had seen that love once more. It had been hidden, not vanished. The day he had seen her smile at the sight of a garden bursting with more flowers than he could name was the day he had suddenly and belatedly understood.
He has come to hold dear the qualities of her true self: her utter devotion to saving the people of the worlds they visit; her incisive, brilliant mind; that carefully concealed wry humour that even now surprises him; the way they can stand as equals—a privilege he had never had while alive. No one on Derris-Kharlan had been equal to him. His position as ruler of Elusion had been lonely and remote . . . but now he is no longer alone.
He loves her. He had been solitary for much of his life, and then, after his death, he had fallen in love, and then fallen in love again. Does she not know how extraordinary this is? He had thought it impossible for him to love again after Karion, and he had been wrong.
He almost wishes they were in Luceti again. At least there, he would have no end of people to advise him. Now, he has Schwartz and Norn as the sole other constants in his life, and speaking with either is entirely out of the question.
. . . Then again, perhaps there is no perfect sentence to speak, no act that will prove his love with an unquestionable finality. Perhaps, with every day he spends by her side, he will pull apart her certainty that his love is not for her until she knows what is truly in his heart. If she could wear down the defences of a lonely, bitter Demon King, then surely he can do the same in return for a goddess with enough love for every living creature in all of time.
As long as his devotion is patient, steady, and true, he will make her see his love is for her as she now is. It will be his own purpose, and he will give it his all.