Evelina : *says something in Finnish*
Paulo, in his head : I don’t understand what you just said, but I love you .
Summary: What happened to Luther after the Apocalypse was stopped.
Warnings: Self-Harm, Implied Depression, Blood, Angst
A/N: I do not in any way support self-harm, guys please don’t intentionally hurt yourself. And if you are doing it, please contact your local suicide hotline. Also thank you to @evelinaonline for being a godsend and betaing, ily.
when orville said ‘mock you! no, i revere you! i esteem and admire you above all human beings! - you are the friend to whom my soul is attached as to its better half! you are the most amiable and perfect of women! and you are dearer to me than language has the power of telling’
“the vittorias?” romeo asked his father, arching a brow. “catarina? your majesty, i cared for that little girl before she could even read-” romeo halted his words, watching his father shake his head.
the king handed him a decree signed by both families, and romeo sat up to read it. “betrothal to evelina catarina… eldest daughter of italy… as an expression of gratitude for the hospitality on the island of sardinia,” he murmured as he skimmed through. romeo stood up abruptly. “i beg your pardon, father, but i am being subjected to a lifetime with a stranger as a thank you?”
what a god it is that watches over us, romeo pondered. and as if god had truly decided to retaliate for the offense, the two doors of the room swung open. romeo turned around, and his expression dropped as quickly as his heart. indeed, romeo thought to himself, remembering a saying the king and queen once told him as a child. one truly creates their fate by their actions.
Evelina : Are you okay ?
Paulo, planted face down : I’m having me time .