“we don’t have the room.” he said with a frown before he looked down at his feet.

“if anything happens to my parents i’m sure we will find out.” he said with a shrug, sitting down next to her. “i’m here. for good. never walking out the door again.”

he is now. he will never ever leave the house again. for nothing. no matter what. he is here to stay. he has to put her before his or anyone else.

fine. he won’t leave the house anymore. that’s what she wants, right? he won’t even be outside on the property.

and he’s already accepted death.

they can’t live in fear.

because he doesn’t want to be stuck. he’s older now. and he wants to be adventurous again.

he can’t hide! he can’t be cooped up in the cottage 24/7. he’s on borrowed time and she needs to accept that he won’t be here for much longer.

he’s sorry for going out, @adefectedheart.bsky.social….

she needs to live for his sake.

there will come a time where rabastan is successful in killing him and the children.

everyone else does.

yes it is.

had to do something. he’s always viewed as weak.

he might’ve went up against rabastan and yeah… didn’t go as he had hoped…

“it’ll be okay.” he said, rubbing her back soothingly with a slight frown. “i need a nap.” he chuckled softly.

“i’m here for you.” he said, keeping her close as he closed his eyes with a soft sigh.

“yeah? that’s good…” he said, trying to sound happy. but he knew one day she would choose and it would be her husband over him.

“how are you doing?” he asked as he went into bed to hold her close, feeling how tense she was.

he’s never gonna be enough.

he knew she was upset by it. but what was he supposed to do? she really didn’t think this plan through and he warned her about it.

“i know you still want him… i’m sorry.” he said, getting up to work in the garden.

“and rabastan? will you still share his bed?” the older he gotten the more jealous he because of her husband. it’s like she got a part of her. a small part. while he got the rest.

after a long pause, he downed his glass of wine he had for himself.

“you can’t keep this up forever. my time will come… and you will have to accept it. i’m not afraid of death.” he told her.

why couldn’t she see this was going to kill her in the end? “you don’t have to protect me.”

“another tough day?” he said, placing a glass of wine at the end of the tub.

“i don’t know how long you can keep this up, andy. going to bed me then rabastan. constantly dangling his daughter in front of him like she were keys.”

okay, okay. he’s just worried. that’s all. whatever she wants.

he’s home now and heading upstairs.

they can get through this together. if she can’t promise him marriage then their children are bastards. not only
half bloods.

he’ll be praying for her to be right.

just promise him that one day she will divorce rabastan and marry him. he feels like she’s ashamed of him due to his blood status.

hopefully, she doesn’t grow up resenting her.

he knows, but what if they find out? she can’t be too optimistic about any of this.

he’s on his way back home. his parents are going to keep the kids for a while to make sure they’re safe.

he hopes she’s right.

of course.

they will find out where she is.

he’s going to take the children to his parents for a while.