A/N: Sorry that it's so short, but it's small and kind of feelsy. Love y'all! -Princess
"Do you have to, though?" An odd sight greeted the lime-blooded troll currently spying on her moirail. A vaguely feminine, emotionless, robotic voice met her ears.
"Yes. I do. I have to. No. No, Equius- No, don't do that." Nepeta looked around the corner to see that her moirail, the strongest of them all, was crying big, blue-tinted tears. Aradiabot was trying to stop him. She held an awkward hand to Equius's back.
"Equius. You've said it yourself. I am nothing but a peasant-blooded girl with no sense of decorum." She sounded the slightest bit hurt, so slightly that Nepeta thought that she had imagined it.
"Equius. Please. This is not befitting of a highblood. I'm nothing. I'm the lowest blood." There was the sound of a gentle thud on metal. Nepeta watched her moirail become the softest creature on the meteor. Equius was hugging Aradiabot. He whispered something in her ear.
"You'll always be a princess to me."
