[She remained like that for a long time. Too long to be comfortable, but not long enough to actually fall asleep. No matter how much she wanted to, or how much she probably needed to. Part of her was worried that, the moment she drifted off, he would disappear on her. And not to go home.]
[When he placed his hand on her shoulder, she leaned into the touch almost desperately. Physical contact was a comfort. Her father may have seemed cold and calculating to most who knew him, but he was never without time to hug his only daughter whenever she had needed it.]
I hate this place.
[The words came out a semi-coherent murmur. In between quiet sobs and discreet wipes at her eyes, all the while still vainly attempting to hide from him. She hated everything. The Emperor for bringing her here. Fate, for trapping her so that she would be brought here. Partially herself, for getting into this whole mess.]
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[When he placed his hand on her shoulder, she leaned into the touch almost desperately. Physical contact was a comfort. Her father may have seemed cold and calculating to most who knew him, but he was never without time to hug his only daughter whenever she had needed it.]
I hate this place.
[The words came out a semi-coherent murmur. In between quiet sobs and discreet wipes at her eyes, all the while still vainly attempting to hide from him. She hated everything. The Emperor for bringing her here. Fate, for trapping her so that she would be brought here. Partially herself, for getting into this whole mess.]