lionhearted girl ♔

queen; swordswoman, medic, 17. a soldier of taejin's army.

dlsclaimer; as this is an au-based rp blog, the portrayal of queen in this roleplay may not reflect game canon.

faristaejin:

Faris had remained silent throughout the duration of Queen’s speech. The medic’s hands were gentle and confident as she worked; she seemed quite sure of what she was doing, and Faris didn’t doubt that she was right in her approach to cleaning the wound. That being said…

Maybe if this was less sudden. If she had had more time to wrap her head around the fact that, for the first time in years, she was going to openly acknowledge that she was a girl. But this situation had taken her off guard and inside she was reeling.

Queen stopped cleaning up the smaller scratches, and stared at Faris. Queen smiled; Faris figured she was trying to reassure her. It might have worked if Queen knew what Faris’s real concern was.

No getting around this, Faris thought to herself. Queen had made an all too rational speech, and there was no way for Faris to reasonably protest further. Her muscles tensed, nerves set on edge.

Faris sighed, and tried to calm down. She pulled off her gloves, and then deftly undid the belt around her waist. Finally, she pulled off her blue tunic, followed by her white undershirt, leaving only the bandages wrapped around her chest. She stared down at the floor, not particularly keen on eye contact at that moment.

There was silence. And then, for the first time in a long time, Faris dropped her masculine voice, and spoke in her natural one, “Nobody else knows.”

When Faris’ shirt came off, Queen was speechless, lost for words for a moment. She definitely hadn’t been expecting that. But now she understood why the other had been so concerned earlier. Her mouth hung open as she continued to stare, unsure of what to say. She had to say something, but what?

“W… Why?” They were the only words she could manage. Even Faris was reluctant to meet her gaze, let alone respond. Forcing her eyes away from his— her chest, she reached for the hand towel again and slowly began to dab at the wound, whispering apologies every time she heard Faris wince.

When she had finished, she took the basin and the hand towel away, cleaning the blood off of her hands in the sink. She returned to Faris’ side with a gauze bandage and some ointment, smearing some on the bites before sealing it up with the gauze.

Queen continued to work in silence until the gauze was secured on the wound, at which point she sat back to allow Faris to adjust herself to the new bandage on her side. As their gazes finally met again, she raised up her palm, prompting her to speak first.

“You have no need to worry; I will protect your secret for you.”