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* a box appears on his desk. it contains a silver watch* Merry Christmas. Don't work too hard. -B

Me? Work too hard? Never! -He chuckles opening the gift and his expression softens.-

Thank you Bory.

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A gift appeared, within it some informative book.

Hm.

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Nathaniel Buzolic doing various accents @ The Vampire Diaries convention in Orlando, Florida (12/8/12) [x]

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Dear Sirius, This letter comes to you in with great grievance that it has to come to this, and that I, myself, am no longer bound to the freedom of a carefree heart I must have come across as. I am not a lady of love, I am not one to dip within the waters of a chaste heart. I am not innocent, or someone who understands the concept that many of this modern age follow. When we first met I shall I admit I felt something, and you intrigued me. Your love was something new, something I had never experienced. In my time I have only ever witnessed lust, the interest in my body instead of someone as a whole. But as the days grew older, this love you provided started to suffocate me. Please understand, your love for me is, and always be, something I shall remember. But I can not commit to one man, not now. I am not someone who is made to be a queen on a king’s side, I am not someone who falls into the mould of a common lady. I do not stand by and allow others to fight for me, I am a woman who desires freedom. I am like the sun; I am there for everyone to bask in the light, I am not able to keep to one person… You deserve better, someone who can commit to you fully and not break your heart. I am releasing you now before you become too tarnished by myself, before it becomes too late to turn back. Please, release me as I release you. Frea, Daughter of Freyr. 

He bowed his head, sitting down to read the letter himself at his desk. He waved away the guards that were set up at the tents entrance and exited to give him a temporary reprieve from any more audience. At least for a few passing moments.

He wished to write her back - but unfortunately there was no return address. Furrowing his brows he sighed and folded the letter back up to place in his top drawer and took out another piece of parchment. He could not return his own sentiments but perhaps....simply writing it down would give him closure. He could always pass it off to his father too. Surely he knew of someone he could pass it off to...

He took the cap off his pen and began to scribe out honest, heartfelt words that he could say with confidence were all true:

Dear Frea,

I wish....I could have seen you one more time. For then I would tell you how some of the conclusions you have come to about me....are false. Nonetheless. I will burden you no more.

You are the farthest thing from that, I agree and if I inadvertently tried to make you into some....court lady, I would apologize. Do you want to know why I loved you and why I am content to let you go, if that is what will make you happy? Because you have taught me the value of emotions and how important it is to have them. I never felt my heart race before you. I never...felt what it was like to be uncertain about something or to regret words spoken in anger. My people, I have only just begun to realize, need to feel that. They need to make mistakes and embrace the emotions, both good and bad, that accompany them.

I understand where you come from, however. If you would allow me. To just say one thing. I was wrong to not let you fight alongside me. I should have treated you as an equal, as I had before. It was a decision I gave no thought to because of how in the moment I was. For that, if I offended you in any way, I apologize. It is not that I thought you incapable of fighting and rather that I did not want to worry about you. To take the risk that in that moment, I might have lost you.

Frea darling. For you to say that I deserve better does break my heart, but for an entirely different reason that the one that you would believe. That you would think that you cannot fill that place, that is what makes my chest ache. That you think you would tarnish me? My sweet you fail to realize you have already made me a far better man than once was. If anything I am unequal to you, your shine, your brilliance. Your rays reflect on me. You warmed me and in your future endeavours I never want you to doubt that you are anything short of a perfect sunbeam. 

I release you. Not because you will bring me down - but rather, as you have already indicated and given me evidence plenty - because I will bring you down. And that is something I would never want to do. I would never want to diminish your glow. So I do not worry about me. I will survive. And please find someone that will continue to light up your world and see with you, happier days.

I will keep you in my heart always. If not as a lover, then a friend I should I hope. And if you ever need me, whatever the reason. I will be always be available.

For you.

Sirius. Not the Prince. Just the man.

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by じじ山

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Is it written in the stars? Am I paying for some crime?

#my edits

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How's your dad?

Good.

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pretty palace OAO

It's home.

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Feeling better?

*Sneers* Momentary weakness I assure you.

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very handsome

I know.

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How are you?

Determined.

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Soooomewheeeere out theeeere

*Hums*

Beneath the pale moonlight...

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Thalia sends all the hugs

She would.

#He almost smiled Rosie xD

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Why so Sirius?

Like I haven't heard that one before.

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Borysthenis listened to his troubles. In the end she said nothing. Not aloud, at least. She simply hugged him tight, rubbing his back soothingly.

He wrapped one arm around her and said nothing more after a quiet muttered thank you. Leaning in he accidentally bumped heads with her, managing a strained chuckle out of him as he rubbed his forehead and just sat with her.

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Bory's lips thinned when she realized that wasn't the best question to ask. Gently, she rubbed his back, wishing she'd let him go at his own pace, as he usually did. Whatever brought him to the crystal chamber had to have had a deep impact on him. Why else would he have reacted in that way? It worried her. She'd never seen him like that before.

It was one of those rare moments he was not as...together as he would have liked to be. He'd screwed everything up and now was in the same position as his mother. He confined with her telepathically; it wasn't often he could use his ability's but he said, without vocalizing it aloud - what was bothering him, why he was so distraught and how he felt so out of place.

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A smile from Sirius was rare. Even Thalia admitted to that and she and Sirius were good friends! Bory smiled back at him. "So what brought you in here today?"

His eyes hardened, his fists clenched again as his face darkened until....

Everything went still.

In that intense moment of tension his heart spoke to him and he released, slumping to relax and hang his head. He still couldn't find the words to say....more than deeply troubled.

The rock...space granite surrounded by darkness again curled closer against her and held a hand over his eyes - two bright blue stars that shone too brightly with unshed tears held himself together by a thin thread of logic - that if he showed any more weakness he would give into it and risk losing more than his heart but his functionality....something he could not live without, his control.

"I'm sorry," he rasped, "I cannot say."