[Honestly, Seonho doesn't get many presents, much less letters. He keeps up correspondence with exactly zero people back home, and he's valued by the same exact amount of people. Not that he blames them, and not that he, y'know, cares!!! Except maybe he actually cares a lot, why else would he be this astonished on upon reading this letter???
Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary with first few lines (also Vangeance's handwriting is really beautiful, wow. the letter itself is a work of art...), but the rest?
I believe you're someone worthy of respect and protection,
Seonho holds the dagger gently in his hands, tracing the carving of the clover on the handle. It really is fine work, very pretty -- and offered with such sincerity that the entire thing still rattles him even now, seated alone in his room. Looking at Vangeance's gift now, Seonho really might believe those kindly written words. No, he believes in them -- he believes in the knight's intentions, honest and freely offered -- it's just that...
Well. Seonho's been doing rather well, hasn't he? The front he puts on in while living in this town... Sometimes, he catches himself believing in it too. And how can he not, when surrounded by those with hearts as warm as Vangeance's? It makes for a treasured falsehood, and an even more painful truth. He stares at the keen edge of the blade for a long moment, then sheathes it.
He can't help wonder... If he keeps this with him when he goes to bed tonight, then will his dreams plague him a little less? Or will they torture him even more?]
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every time i open this tag i get smacked in the face with the feels miru
Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary with first few lines (also Vangeance's handwriting is really beautiful, wow. the letter itself is a work of art...), but the rest?
I believe you're someone worthy of respect and protection,
Seonho holds the dagger gently in his hands, tracing the carving of the clover on the handle. It really is fine work, very pretty -- and offered with such sincerity that the entire thing still rattles him even now, seated alone in his room. Looking at Vangeance's gift now, Seonho really might believe those kindly written words. No, he believes in them -- he believes in the knight's intentions, honest and freely offered -- it's just that...
Well. Seonho's been doing rather well, hasn't he? The front he puts on in while living in this town... Sometimes, he catches himself believing in it too. And how can he not, when surrounded by those with hearts as warm as Vangeance's? It makes for a treasured falsehood, and an even more painful truth. He stares at the keen edge of the blade for a long moment, then sheathes it.
He can't help wonder... If he keeps this with him when he goes to bed tonight, then will his dreams plague him a little less? Or will they torture him even more?]