“Of course. Of course we are.” Henri clasped Sybil’s hands fiercely and brought them to his lips. What a fool he was, riddled with petty jealousies, when he might lose the woman he loved entirely. But it was easy to be jealous, even for a sensible mind, when his fear of losing her had never felt so fierce.
He had thought before of marrying Sybil - had thought about it quite a bit, in fact. But in Darrow, the idea had been as idyllic and easy to contemplate as their nights spent together. Here, it overwhelmed him. “I would marry you in an instant, you must know that. But such would only compound our troubles, pull us apart more swiftly. I have nothing-“ Henri took a breath, straightening. “I will not always have nothing. I will find a way for us, I promise you that."
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Date: 2014-08-15 01:03 am (UTC)He had thought before of marrying Sybil - had thought about it quite a bit, in fact. But in Darrow, the idea had been as idyllic and easy to contemplate as their nights spent together. Here, it overwhelmed him. “I would marry you in an instant, you must know that. But such would only compound our troubles, pull us apart more swiftly. I have nothing-“ Henri took a breath, straightening. “I will not always have nothing. I will find a way for us, I promise you that."