Post by Shhasow on Apr 28, 2013 0:07:27 GMT 10
Title: The Other 7 Deadly Sins (#7)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 515
Pairing: G/R
Round/Fight: 1C
Summary: In the book of Proverbs, there is listed 7 things that are detested by God, not the traditional list that we all know. This is one of them : “A deceitful witness that uttereth lies.”
“In front of the Gods and all due witnesses, do you, George of Pirate’s Swoop, take Sir Alanna of Trebond and Olau, as your lawful wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward, to love and to cherish above all others, until death do you part?”
How had he gotten here? George didn’t know, and he flinched away from the knowing.
George gazed into Alanna’s violet eyes - how earnest and loving they were! yet how could she think he deserved them - and he saw only blue. A royal blue, so much like their king’s eyes, but in a different face. A face embittered by sorrow and pain, one that had seen happiness and joy early in life only to have it stolen away by his closest family. The face belonged to a man who seemingly had everything, yet to George, it only held hunger.
Hunger for power, and hunger for George.
Somehow - not even George was certain how - he and the Duke had grown close. It started from the beginning, their hurried meeting by the docks, when Roger had placed trust in a little boy (or even if it wasn’t trust because who could really trust a little street urchin, but even if it was just kindness, wasn’t that enough?). It grew in his absence as George fought for his place in the world on the back of that inspiration, and it continued at their first clandestine agreement in the dark practice yard, and then through each of their plots and plans. George’s admiration and hero-worship gradually changed beyond all recognition into adoration and naked lust.
Lust only for Roger.
His first death had nearly killed George, but that was when he fell to Alanna, who unknowingly pieced his broken pieces back together and had asked for nothing more than what he could give. He owed her his life and more, even if he still felt numb inside.
Then Roger came back.
With him, he brought back George’s all-consuming love with him - though in truth, it had never left but had been covered over as if in shame - but Roger’s madness took over, corrupted and twisted, and altered all good that was ever in the man. What had consumed him in the end was his own hatred.
George had not been good enough. He never had been enough, not for Roger.
Now, with the dust cleared and with Roger dead a second time - parted by death, twice! - for the final time, George looked into eyes of the woman who had killed his love and knew that he could never fulfill his vows to her.
But he would spend the rest of his life trying, and trying to forget. She deserved that much, and more. As much as was left of himself, George would give to Alanna.
“I do.”
The Mithran priest asked one more question of him.“Have you promised yourself to any other?”
George willed her eyes to turn back into violet. They remained, stubbornly, blue.
“I have not.”
He almost believed himself.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 515
Pairing: G/R
Round/Fight: 1C
Summary: In the book of Proverbs, there is listed 7 things that are detested by God, not the traditional list that we all know. This is one of them : “A deceitful witness that uttereth lies.”
“In front of the Gods and all due witnesses, do you, George of Pirate’s Swoop, take Sir Alanna of Trebond and Olau, as your lawful wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward, to love and to cherish above all others, until death do you part?”
How had he gotten here? George didn’t know, and he flinched away from the knowing.
George gazed into Alanna’s violet eyes - how earnest and loving they were! yet how could she think he deserved them - and he saw only blue. A royal blue, so much like their king’s eyes, but in a different face. A face embittered by sorrow and pain, one that had seen happiness and joy early in life only to have it stolen away by his closest family. The face belonged to a man who seemingly had everything, yet to George, it only held hunger.
Hunger for power, and hunger for George.
Somehow - not even George was certain how - he and the Duke had grown close. It started from the beginning, their hurried meeting by the docks, when Roger had placed trust in a little boy (or even if it wasn’t trust because who could really trust a little street urchin, but even if it was just kindness, wasn’t that enough?). It grew in his absence as George fought for his place in the world on the back of that inspiration, and it continued at their first clandestine agreement in the dark practice yard, and then through each of their plots and plans. George’s admiration and hero-worship gradually changed beyond all recognition into adoration and naked lust.
Lust only for Roger.
His first death had nearly killed George, but that was when he fell to Alanna, who unknowingly pieced his broken pieces back together and had asked for nothing more than what he could give. He owed her his life and more, even if he still felt numb inside.
Then Roger came back.
With him, he brought back George’s all-consuming love with him - though in truth, it had never left but had been covered over as if in shame - but Roger’s madness took over, corrupted and twisted, and altered all good that was ever in the man. What had consumed him in the end was his own hatred.
George had not been good enough. He never had been enough, not for Roger.
Now, with the dust cleared and with Roger dead a second time - parted by death, twice! - for the final time, George looked into eyes of the woman who had killed his love and knew that he could never fulfill his vows to her.
But he would spend the rest of his life trying, and trying to forget. She deserved that much, and more. As much as was left of himself, George would give to Alanna.
“I do.”
The Mithran priest asked one more question of him.“Have you promised yourself to any other?”
George willed her eyes to turn back into violet. They remained, stubbornly, blue.
“I have not.”
He almost believed himself.