‘ of course. i couldn’t let you starve, could i? ’ well, she could. & in her previous years, regina would have. the unseelie had grown soft, motherly. ‘ hold on, ’ gently laying frozen digits upon the younger’s jaw, she does her best to help cool & numb the pain via winter glamour, careful not to freeze delicate skin. ‘ is that better? ’
↳ ❂ ↰ She very much could have let him starve. Her giving him food was a nice enough gesture that he considered turning it down, but he knew he shouldn’t let himself go hungry for too long. But the touch? That was new–and weird–and helpful and he wasn’t sure how to feel about that. “Better,” he breathed out, voice a bit shaky. He meant to say thanks, but that level of kindness made him more nervous than he’d admit.
