lancedsilver:

_{THE FIGHTING IS OVER, THE FIGHTING IS DONE / @biblicle}

_{SHE DEMANDED trust and that was something he could respect. However, the Prince Nuada Silverlance never trusted someone at his back and so, every so often as Kate touched his hair, he would shift, his eyes opening, neck craning to see what her hands were doing, what she had in her hands more importantly, and once he understood, only then, did he allow his posture to relax, albeit for a few moments.}

_{“—-this is strange,” he begins, his back straightening. But, he doesn’t mind, somehow.}

_{He may deny it later, but for this momentary lapse in his reservations, he allows this.}

_{If you had asked him, even at his most delirious, if he would allow a human - much less, a human girl - to touch his hair, much less place small flowers where she curled his hair, made braids of it, he would have been insulted and most likely, flown into murderous frenzy.}

_{Only one other had done this for him and that was when he was very young and the world was very big. Now, only one of those things were true.}

_{“You are the only living creature that can get away with this. I hope you are aware of this, Kate Fuller.”}

_{There is no war, any longer. He has to accept this.} 

_{And if it means finding situational unity with a human girl - with Kate Fuller - then, so be it.}