Context: Though the Sapphirn War has largely ended, the soldiers sent out to battle suffered heavy losses. Those that didn’t outright die often found themselves limping home with missing limbs or debilitating injuries. That is, unfortunately, the Fate that befell your partner, Ovahn. After many long years, he returned to you, blinded and missing most of his right leg. You’ve assured him, over and over, you are simply glad to have him home, but you know he is in a lot of pain, though… most of it is not physical.

Setting: Your cottage

Tags: [M4A][Broken Elven Knight Speaker][Mage Listener][Established Relationship][Slightly Yandere][Dark][Fantasy][Cuddles][Reverse Comfort][Slightly Dom Listener?][Cottage Core][CW: Implied PTSD/Murder/Abuse]

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[Narrator:] Though the Sapphirn War has largely ended, the soldiers sent out to battle suffered heavy losses. Those that didn’t outright die often found themselves limping home with missing limbs or debilitating injuries. That is, unfortunately, the Fate that befell your partner, Ovahn. After many long years, he returned to you, blinded and missing most of his right leg. You’ve assured him, over and over, you are simply glad to have him home, but you know he is in a lot of pain, though… most of it is not physical.

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[Scene opens in your little cottage]

[SFX: A rooster crowing and some plates clinking about before one breaks]

“Gah, dammit all! C’mon, Ovahn, they’ve been handling everything by themselves since you returned! It’s been four months, you useless piece of Elven trash! Nngh, if I just kneel down… carefully… carefully, hrgh!”

[SFX: Ovahn collapsing]

[You grab your robe and hurry out into the kitchen. Your lover is on his side, a few cuts from the broken porcelain grazing his side]

[Pause!]

“A-Ah… I-I’m sorry, my love, I didn’t mean to wake you. I’d intended on making breakfast… I suppose I was foolish to think that I could be of any use… Nngh, mmh… Thank you for helping me stand. I don’t think the porcelain cut me too badly…”

[Pause]

“No!”

[!]

[He eases, nervous]

“I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to shout. I know I’ve mentioned seeking out a powerful healer, but the city is a week long trip by carriage, and Nelly is getting on in age. It’s far too risky, love, and I’m of no use…”

[Pause…]

[He sighs and glances away]

“Perhaps it is best if I sit in the garden for a moment… I don’t like being this way around you, and I know you will tell me not to worry about the broken porcelain…”

[...]

[His voice is listless. Defeated]

“I’m fine, angel. I’m fine…”

[SFX: Footsteps padding away on wood and then grass, followed by broken porcelain being swept up]

[You make your way into the garden where he sits idly, hands twisting some freshly pulled roots]

“Hello, love… Sit with me, if it pleases you.”

[You sit behind him, flush, and gently guide his hands]

“...gods, why…”

[He shakes, his crying muffled at first before he simply breaks]

“Gods, why?! Why would you leave me in such a state that I am more a burden upon my love than a hungry tick?! What crime did I commit?! ANSWER!”

[Pause]

[He sobs as you embrace him from behind]

“...I’m so sorry… I know I am hurting you in my distress but I can’t… I can’t stop… It’s too much…”

[Pause]

[He can barely whisper now]

“Please… Please leave me… Leave me to the wolves. I am of no use to you now, and the season is clear enough you could make it to the city before the snow storms come. If I can at least die as a distraction from you, then I will be content.”

[Pause!]

[He flinches as you yell, ears lowering]

“...I’m sorry. You don’t understand, love. I do not say these things because I believe you have lost hope in me, or have stopped loving me. Please… You’ve asked so many times how my mother passed away, but I could never bring myself to talk about it. My mother was… sick, most of my life. Father took care of her as best he could but, even at a young age, I could sense there was resentment from him. She… never stopped loving him… He crept in one night with an ax in hand… I w-was… I was in the hall and saw it. Heard her wake up with a tiny gasp…”

[His sobs harshen and he covers his face]

“... I’ll never forget the last thing she said… It was in the most sad, quiet voice, as if she was in disbelief but also knew. She cried “Joseph, no” and he… didn’t even hesitate. That’s why I ran. That’s why I joined the army… and met you.”

[Pause]

“...Don’t be sorry, my love. From the moment we met, you’ve helped me heal. But that poison… His poison… It is still in my veins and I fear it will infect you. I couldn’t stand for you to resent me, darling. I’ve worked so hard to be all you need, someone you trust, but this isn’t fair to you. I will not burden you.”

[SFX: The Listener moving in front of him]

[You move around to his front and embrace him. Every bit of him is violently shaking]

“N-No, please… Please do not say you will not leave me…!”

[Pause]

“P-Please, I can’t…”

[Pause]

“I… I am listening, my love.”

[Long Pause]

[Note: Recommend the occasional noise of acknowledgement from the Speaker]

“Darling, I… I can’t help but fall in love with you every time you speak with that fire… And I do trust you, to answer your question. I worship you!”

[Pause]

[His cheeks redden]

“Did…Did you just say “Then treat me like a deity and obey me”?”

[...]

“O-OK.”

[His dopey smile makes a rare appearance and his sobs begin to mix with a bit of giddy giggling]

“H-Haha… ah… I’m sorry, dove. Think I went a bit… mental there, ahem.”

[Pause]

“Yes, I… I believe you when you tell me you adore me, worship me in kind, and would rather fight a dragon than let go. And I believe you when you tell me that you don’t mind me as I am but will support me if I choose to seek out a healer… The city is a week from here by carriage, love, and we’re too poor to hire a mercenary to help. It would just be you and I… That is what scares me.”

[Pause]

“I know you are a competent mage, darling, but-”.

[Pause]

[He sighs through his nose, craning into your touch as you stroke his hair]

“... I love you, too, my angel. We can try, I suppose, but if something happens, you promise me you will save yourself above all else. Do you promise?”

[Pause]

[He exhales and relaxes in your embrace]

“Thank you… Now, come, let us make breakfast together. I know you love a bit of cheese in your eggs after we’ve had an emotional moment. I might look like a scarecrow that lost a fight to a particularly large crow, but I’d like to think I can still make some good eggs, hm?”

[Pause]

[He gives a weak chuckle and wipes his eyes]

“Yes, yes, I’ll let you handle the bacon this time. An oily snake bite from the pan is rude enough.”

[You make breakfast with your lover and try to keep him in good spirits. But, ultimately, both of you know the journey ahead will be difficult]

[To be continued]

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Note: Is this a brand new fantasy series that takes place in a brand new fantasy world? This is where you pretend I’m gesturing innocently to a mutant butterfly, OK, ly <3