middaeg | and i know the wonders that my hands can make

[ byleth slept for a solid twelve hours after edelgard brought her home. even after that, she took it easy, spending the hours before the emperor woke on reading and tea. she'd tried some magic exercises, but without the dream providing a boost, she realized fairly quickly that she needed the foundations of this system before she could get started. the conversation with corrin when the princess had come by left her... troubled, she thinks. that sounds right, anyway.

after sundown, as promised, the two of them had gone to the coven. in the aftermath of a new round of mirrorbound arriving, the coven seems... perhaps not strained, especially with the time that's passed, but still with its priorities largely elsewhere. a staff member they had managed to flag down gave an estimate of about twenty minutes, and most of that has passed.

it would be a lie to claim she feels fully prepared for this. how, in any world, could she be? even if she completely knew what she might be giving edelgard access to, and she doesn't, it's a concern. would the flame emperor see that her wings had been an empty husk all along? or would new parts of her emerge over time that might drive her away? not to mention the things that byleth has kept from her for as long as they've known one another, simply because in her previous state she never found it relevant.

as they sit and wait, she keeps a placid mask in place, but there's tension in her jaw, her hands. she wants this, but as she is now, she finds herself overthinking it. ]

[Following in the aftermath of the previous evening, Edelgard had sank into a dreamless sleep for the first time in what seemed like forever the moment dawn hit. It was a good sleep, something she sorely needed, it seemed. She rose early, just as the last rays of the sun were turning to embers on the horizon, snuffed out like a dying candle. Crawling out of her blankets, she'd almost scurried to her washroom and showered and gotten dressed properly before making her appearance downstairs.

Intent on making good on her promise to bond her friend immediately, she'd led Byleth to the Coven and reached out to the staff there. It was going to be fine, well, and good. Byleth likely knew what she was getting into, and Edelgard knew well what she was in for at this point. Still, it was hard to wait, as excited as she was. It practically showed on her face...in the form of a warm smile that she didn't bother to mask.

The spartan waiting room was not the best place for her to pace, so she simply sat, keeping a close proximity to her partner.]

Hopefully we don't have to wait too much longer.

[ that smile melts whatever defense byleth had put up, and she lets go of some of her tension with a breath, reaching for edelgard's hand. ]

Hopefully not. [ she smiles, a fractional thing, eyes on her now instead of looking at nothing in particular. ] You're excited?

[ she may not look it, but she's a bit surprised. that hadn't quite come through to her before. ]

[Edelgard takes it, closing her fingers tightly through Byleth's and twining them together.]

I am.

[She absolutely is. She has that smile that could light up a room hidden away, right now, but it'll come.]

You don't...understand...maybe what this link is like. It feels incredible, being connected to someone else. It's a profound experience, and I sincerely am glad to be sharing it with you.

edelgard, 4/2

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APOLOGIES I got drunk, so this tag is what it is

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