Title: Know
Characters: Evandar
The words are hanging in the air like glass tears, if they're spoken will they shatter and slice like knives? Arya doesn't say anything, as if her silence will stop this nightmare. Please-you promised-
Her father's arms are tight around her, he crushes her against him, his kisses are gentle against her dark head.
"I love you, my little Aiedail," He whispers. His face is still stern and kingly when she peers up at him. They look at each other and they both know.
Evandar isn't coming back.
"Goodbye," She whispers and she cannot weep, because he would not want her to cry.