☀️ Arselia and Akonia

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1 location, 2 characters (mercenaries as one group character), 1 event.

Guion habitually tore out the diary page and hid it in a secret compartment. His hands were trembling, his heart pounding. Why was he so persistently rummaging through his memories, dragging into the light all the most painful moments, the most humiliating recollections? A normal person would have long forgotten that nightmare and preferred to never remember it, yet he was turning himself inside out, reducing himself to tears and shaking hands, forcing himself to recall every detail of that horror. Did it help him? Perhaps — in the long run. Right now, he just wanted to lie down and stare at the ceiling.
The curse still hung over him. He was still a powerless thing, unable to fight back. But Beata, it seemed, had completely forgotten about that. She almost never pressured him. She was always ready to hear him out, consider his options, discuss his ideas. Rarely, very rarely did she command him with full force, and even then — more often than not, it was for his own good.
"Let me know if you feel unwell."
"Get treated and follow all the doctor's recommendations."
"Do what you think is right, just come back alive."
"Don't you dare die."
The feeling of his own inadequacy still hadn't left him. But in this form... It was something he could live with. And even derive pleasure from life.