Oh. My baby, Jedao says softly, and the wave of loving tenderness that rolls through him aches all through his chest, in his throat, in his fingertips.
My sweet boy. He clings back, rocks slightly backward and forward.
Sometimes, it's harder to deal with things that caught us by surprise. And it's hardest to ease pain when we try to...deny ourselves the right to feel it. It's not okay, that he startled you and made her cry, that he ruined a good time you were having with someone who didn't know anything about the King at all, who only saw you, and just liked who she saw.
It can be awful and unfair that he did that to you, without...without needing to count or compare anything or punish anyone.
And it always feels awful to be treated like a monster when you've been trying very hard to be trustworthy, no matter what anyone's reasons are, and worse when you can't even...when you don't have an avenue to defend yourself. I'm so sorry, Edwin.
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My sweet boy. He clings back, rocks slightly backward and forward.
Sometimes, it's harder to deal with things that caught us by surprise. And it's hardest to ease pain when we try to...deny ourselves the right to feel it. It's not okay, that he startled you and made her cry, that he ruined a good time you were having with someone who didn't know anything about the King at all, who only saw you, and just liked who she saw.
It can be awful and unfair that he did that to you, without...without needing to count or compare anything or punish anyone.
And it always feels awful to be treated like a monster when you've been trying very hard to be trustworthy, no matter what anyone's reasons are, and worse when you can't even...when you don't have an avenue to defend yourself. I'm so sorry, Edwin.