You were so ethereal, in his eyes.

Knowing Fyodor since childhood, and although children at the time, you promised that you would always stand by his side, be his greatest strength.

Although you were now part of the most despicable group in history, you were with him—and that alone made him adore you.

His bony fingers run through your hair, his voice akin to the softest lullaby.

”It’s you and me against the world мышка..and I would gladly burn it all down for you.”