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[dynast_daughter]

[The minor force of Ashe's spell knocks the communicator into action. She's sitting on the floor, surrounded by a multitude of mismatched pots and containers, making water. She's slow in her task but appears focused and intent - obsessive, even - as if she's trying to keep herself deliberately occupied; keep herself from thinking.]

What I'd give for

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[captain_basch]

[He walks up behind her, though still some bit away. Watching her with the rose he feels guilt for her whispered words. Rasler should be alive... if not here at least alive. For her.]

... Majesty.

[He speaks softly, moving to come sit beside her on the floor. Holding the rose he'd found earlier in the morning he offers it to her awkwardly. He doesn't know what to say, and part of him wants to put an arm around her, to comfort her... but he's not sure if it would be appropriate.]

[dynast_daughter]

[Her gaze leaves the rose, which she had found beside the pillow, and fell upon the identical one being offered by her captain. After a moment, she extends her hand and takes the flower from him. He would know why she was there, how she was feeling, and his simple presence was calming.]

I'll be fine. It's just... everyone has been speaking of this day, its meaning.

[Then, with slow reluctance and a sigh, not knowing whether it would make him uncomfortable, she rests her head on his shoulder, waiting for a response.]

[captain_basch]

[It was not uncomfortable, but he wasn't use to this sort of thing. But he wanted to be here for her, in any way possible. She definitely needed someone now, and he was more than pleased to be the one to comfort her.]

That they have...

[He doesn't know what words to say to make her feel better, but he gently puts an arm around her, his hand resting on her arm to rub a little. Peering down at Ashelia he can only furrow his brows a little. He wished there was a way to lighten her spirits during this day...]

At least the flowers smell nice.

[He spoke softly, more as a thought spoken out loud.]

[dynast_daughter]

[Eyes closed, she allowed herself to relax, trying to remember the last time she was held by another. It had been her father, surely. How long it had been that she had kept herself distanced from others, from such contact as this. They open at the comment about the flowers, and she manages a half-smile, though it doesn't quite reach her eyes.]

They're... beautiful.

[She twirls them in her fingers, careful to avoid the thorns. The tags still hang from the stalks.

Though, how are we meant to use them other than to admire?

[skybound_love]

Time is the only real treatment for heart-ache, Princess.

[dynast_daughter]

You heard that..?

Though time does make it easier to bear, there are times when I... when my emotions get the better of me.

[skybound_love]

So it would seem.

Well, the head that wears the crown is heavy, as I've told you before.

[dynast_daughter]

And yet that crown is a world away. As are my memories, but I cannot separate myself from either.

I'm sorry. Today is meant to be a happy one, and I... I will try to feel better.