Dark Moon: Rise of The Dark King

Third Arc (Fallen Heart) - 316. Comfort

Rose, sensing the shift in his demeanor, placed her hand gently over his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. She didn't say anything, but her touch spoke volumes. She understood the pressures he faced, the burdens he carried as king. And she was there for him, ready to support him in any way she could.

"Angelus?" Rose whispered without looking at him. Her confusion was evident in her voice. She could sense that something was deeply bothering him. Angel's touch conveyed a vulnerability she hadn't often seen in him, a silent plea for closeness that went beyond mere physical contact. She guessed it had something to do with what Angel had just discovered about the bracelet, but it didn't quite add up. Their recent findings were intriguing and significant, but they didn't explain this sudden need for intimacy. Or perhaps… did Angel see something else in his vision?

'No,' Rose thought, this was different. This wasn't about the vision alone. Angel had always appeared unshakeable, a man who seemed to know exactly what to do in any situation. But tonight, as he pressed his forehead against her shoulder, he seemed almost fragile, as if the weight of his responsibilities had finally become too much to bear on his own. This was the first time he had ever rested his head against hers like this, leaning on her as if he needed a pillar to support him even for a brief moment.

The realization was poignant. Angel needed support, needed someone to lean on. Rose's heart ached with empathy and love for him. She had always admired his strength and resilience, but seeing this side of him, the side that sought comfort and connection, made her love him even more. She understood now that even the strongest of leaders had moments of doubt and weakness, moments when they needed to be reminded that they weren't alone.

Angel didn't answer her. His heart was a tangled mess, and his mind raced with conflicting thoughts and desires. The depth of his feelings for Rose was what troubled him the most. He wanted her entirely, wanted to claim her as his own, and the urgency of that desire was almost overwhelming. He knew he needed an heir, but the complexity of their situation made him hesitate. The thought of fully committing to her while knowing the precariousness of her position in his court filled him with unease.

On the one hand, he longed to secure her place as his queen, to solidify their bond and erase any doubts about their future together. But on the other hand, the political intricacies and potential dangers loomed large in his mind. He couldn't shake the fear that if things didn't go according to plan, if the court's machinations or external threats disrupted their path, he might have to let her go. The very idea was unbearable. The notion of losing Rose, of sending her back to her homeland and out of his life, was a pain he could hardly contemplate.

Angel's grip on her tightened subconsciously, as if holding her closer could somehow ward off the uncertainties that plagued him. He wanted to protect her, to keep her safe from all the dangers that surrounded them, even if it meant going to another war or destroying another kingdom. The thought of her being in danger, of anyone trying to harm or take her from him, filled him with a fierce protectiveness. He was willing to go to any lengths to ensure her safety, even if it meant risking everything he had fought so hard to build.

The internal conflict was tearing him apart. He wanted to be with her, to make her his queen and mother of his heirs. But he also knew that rushing into this could expose her to even greater risks.

"Angelus, what happened to you?" Rose asked again, her concern deepening as she felt his grip tighten around her. There was a vulnerability in his embrace that she had never felt before, and it worried her.

"Nothing," Angel replied, but the word felt hollow even as he said it. He knew it was a lie, and he that she knew it too. She had always been able to see through him, to understand his emotions even when he tried to hide them.

"Angel," Rose said softly, her voice a mix of tenderness and insistence. "I can see that something is bothering you. Please, talk to me."

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