200 word Shadow Magic Drabble
The robes looked very flattering on my lord, even as he eyed them as if he didn’t know what to do with them now that they draped his body. I felt a pang of guilt at that, if things had gone differently commoner clothing would have never touched his skin. He certainly wouldn’t have had to dress as a woman, either. My lord forgave me of all my transgression while running from his brother, though, even when I didn’t forgive myself. This was one of the many reasons I couldn’t put into words how kind Mamoru was when it came to not only me but all of his subjects.
But even with all his kindness I wonder if he would allow one more digression on my part. My dreams of him had been back on the road, when we were supposed to be husband and wife. We were more carefree, in some ways, and in the heated moment of this familiarity we would kiss. I would wake up and nearly gag on the sense of duty that overwhelms me. I know it is an impossible dream, but the longer I wish the more I feel it will slowly kill me.