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Thus always to tyrants. Bad, but justified, ends always befall tyrants. Alhaitham grew up on the belief that the Akademiya was corrupt, as was the royalty, and Sumeru was doomed to someday fall. But Kaveh wasn't like them. Kaveh was fire burning bright, passion itself, and he was certainly not his father. He wasn't, nor ever would be, a tyrant. Alhaitham would make sure of it. ________ "You detest me," Alhaitham said quietly, breaking the silence. It was hard to finish with that, hard to form the words when there was so much more at hand than just how they may have felt toward each other. After all, they stood in a literal hell, the flames still flickering and smoldering out. The bodies still lay bloody around them. Kaveh stared. Not at him, but at the hill surrounding them. He took it in, everything in its brevity, and let out a slow breath. Then he turned back to Alhaitham with no light behind those ruby eyes, with all the pale coldness of a man he'd once killed. He smiled and repeated, knowing his line by heart. "I detest you the way the sun detests the moon. You cannot have one without the other, but they chase each other away all the same." 𓆩✧︎𓆪 Join us on the Haikaveh Discord (16+): https://discord.gg/hkvh Originally written by Zeferyx on Ao3, posted with permission.
audentes fortuna iuvat
