“You are… alive. No more tears.” Chevalier speaks gruffly to you as you’re crying in his arms. His large gloved hands awkwardly rake through your hair as he lets you cry into his chest.

He hasn’t seen you this way in a long while. But he can’t blame you. You were kidnapped by the anti-monarchy faction and tortured, he already took care of them but now, he hates himself even more.

It’s his fault you were kidnapped in the first place. If he only knew how to feel with you, it would have never happened. It shouldn’t have happened.