MCA #4 | Tuesday Night Post-Radio
Protecting Rose was on the forefront of Dimitri's mind as he packed and mentally prepared himself for the trial to come. He knew their relationship was complicated and that at the end of the day, it was his fault there was anything between them. He was supposed to have been the adult here, the one who always said no, who always shut her down and kept things between them work-related and never too personal.
But love came too easily and fighting Rose when she wanted something was nearly impossible, but Dimitri had done his best to deny his heart. That had all changed when he'd seen her blood-soaked and broken, clinging to a rusted sword. Dimitri had realized just what he had to lose and things had gone too far.
Now he was off to face Victor Dashkov, the only one in their world who knew from his own canny observations that there had ever been even a spark between teacher and student. Dimitri would keep up the lie they had told about the spell and Victor would go to jail. This was the only sequence of events he would accept.
Satisfied with his packing, Dimitri showered and changed for bed, knowing at the same time in two days he'd be at Court and he'd have all the answers he needed.
[NFB due to time! Linkdrop of nostalgic melodrama makes me facepalm and want to apologize to everyone who has this journal friended.]
But love came too easily and fighting Rose when she wanted something was nearly impossible, but Dimitri had done his best to deny his heart. That had all changed when he'd seen her blood-soaked and broken, clinging to a rusted sword. Dimitri had realized just what he had to lose and things had gone too far.
Now he was off to face Victor Dashkov, the only one in their world who knew from his own canny observations that there had ever been even a spark between teacher and student. Dimitri would keep up the lie they had told about the spell and Victor would go to jail. This was the only sequence of events he would accept.
Satisfied with his packing, Dimitri showered and changed for bed, knowing at the same time in two days he'd be at Court and he'd have all the answers he needed.
[NFB due to time! Linkdrop of nostalgic melodrama makes me facepalm and want to apologize to everyone who has this journal friended.]