A shadow crosses Queen Momo’s face, as she lowers her gaze on their entangled fingers.
“This would be a wise advice, my huntress, if only somebody loved me. I’m the most hated woman in the realm. They still think I killed the King. They think I’m a monster.”
Jirou can’t stand it, the pained self loathing painted all over the queen’s face. The room is filled with the queen’s scent, charged with fear and sadness, and this makes her hand shake.
Every sorrow Momo ever had to endure is her own sorrow too. And she hates it. She wants to be the fire that warms her in cold winters, her air to breathe, her crystalline water to drink, her light in the dark.
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