Inspiration: "He'd have to break eventually. They all broke." from a drabble by alorarose, for a legendland challenge.
Characters/Pairing: Denna/Richard
Length: ~250
His Heart was Hers
He thought he could escape her—the fool.
Every time he twisted out of her grasp, it was the Mother Confessor's fault. When first she had trained him, a piece of her had lodged in his heart. A piece of ice in that warm, impossible goodness. He would have to break eventually. They all broke.
But before it could harden him completely, break him to her every whim, make him like her—hollow inside—the Mother Confessor had come and won his freedom with her deceit.
And then he had held the power of Orden in his grasp, and the Mother Confessor had been nothing more than his slave—
And then she'd sent his soul to the Underworld, for he was filled with goodness and light and everything sweet and pure—
And at least she could control his body.
But she'd been wrong about that. It was he who was filled with darkness. And when they met for the fourth time, she would twist until that shard of ice in his heart turned him, once and for all, into hers.
Cara's arrow in her chest, her fall from that cliff—
He would see. It took more than that to kill a Mord'Sith.
And one day, Denna's poison would work its way all through Richard's vulnerable heart, and he would be a kind-hearted Seeker no longer.
He thought he had escaped her...
And Denna smiled, and her smile was full of wicked promise.
Richard was hers. Nothing could change that.