โ € โ €โ €โ €๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด ๐™ฒ๐š๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐™บ ๐™ธ๐™ฝ ๐™ถ๐™พ๐™ป๐™ณใ€ โ €โ €โ €๐–ค“หšเฟ” โ”ˆอœ ๐™ท๐™ธ๐™ณ๐™ด๐š‚ .อŸ.. โ €โ €โ €๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด ๐šƒ๐š๐š„๐šƒ๐™ท แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰สณแตˆแต—สณแต‰แต‰
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แ… ๐™„ ๐’˜๐’†๐’‚๐’“ the ๐™‚๐™Š๐™‡๐˜ฟ so they forget the ๐™ˆ๐™๐˜ฟ, but ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’‰ it all ๐™„อŸโ€™๐™ˆอŸ still ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ to ๐™‡อŸ๐™„อŸ๐™‘อŸ๐™€อŸ.
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๐ƒˆ ๏น•๐“ผ ๐†๐Ž๐‹๐ƒ แดผแถ  ๐‘ญ๐‘น๐‘จ๐‘ช๐‘ป๐‘ผ๐‘น๐‘ฌ retweeted
โ € โ €โ €๐˜‹๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. โ €
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He rises just enough to meet her, his arms folding around her waist as she holds his face, leaning into her palms like a man starved of gentleness and finding it at last. โŒ„
Rennala rises, smiling with an enviable love and tranquillity . Radagon inspires that in her, a peace known to few, a serene happiness . He kneels, and she sits . As part of his ceremony, the Queen embraces him, leaning towards him . โ†ฌ
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A low laugh escapes him, warm and unguarded, stirred by her teasing. โ€œ Then let this one be dark of hair, and stubborn of will to match. โ€ His lips brush her knuckles, her wrist. โŒ„
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โ€œ Though I confess I would see a child of thine with thy moonlit eyes, too. โ€ He draws her close again, cheek to her hair, and breathes her in, peace settling over him like a mantle he never thought to wear.
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์ตœ์• ์ปพ ๊ฒฐํ˜ผ์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ๋ง์ƒ์ค‘
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/ Nonโ€‘RP accounts, Iโ€™m writing this specifically for you, since two individuals wrote some rather unpleasant things about Marika mun and my Radagon, saying that our roleโ€‘playing is sucks. First, shove your opinion somewhere deep and move on.
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For a breath, the world stills. His hand, war-hardened, scarred by a hundred battles trembles where she presses it to her belly, as though it were the first time he had ever touched anything holy. โŒ„
Rennala slowly rises, allowing the anticipation to settle rather than overwhelm her . She is dressed in nightclothes that fall softly over her long, pale limbs . Her black hair cascades like a curtain of dark velvet . โ†ฌ
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A third child. Another life born of Caria and the Erdtree, of moonlight and gold. Something in his chest cracks open, and for once he does not seal it shut. He sinks to his knees beside the bed, both hands cradling the warmth โŒ„
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of her, forehead bowed against her nightclothes. His voice, when it comes, is low and unsteady with a gladness he cannot name. โ€œ Thou hast made me the richest man in all the Lands Between, my heart. โ€
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Replying to @AEAEANYMPH
/ The game literally doesnโ€™t say anything about their relationship to each other, so I donโ€™t know how the person came to that conclusion, lol. All we know is that Radagon left Rennala and married Marika. All. Melina read out this quote verbatim, and Marika did indeed call โ€”
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/ Radagon a hound, but I donโ€™t think she meant it in a negative way; rather, with this word she wanted to emphasize his loyalty to the Golden Order, and the fact that the Golden Order itself keeps Radagon on a leash.
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Radagon's breath catches at her confession, a warmth spreading through his chest that he rarely permits himself to feel. In her arms, the weight of duty and destiny fades, leaving only the startling truth that he is cherished โŒ„
ใ€ Thou must, my beloved consort. . . If I should lose sight of thy fair face, or those golden eyes of thine, the moon knows I would turn every mile of these lands upside down to find thee again . ใ€ž โ†ฌ
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not for what he serves, but for who he is. He presses his lips to her brow, silent and reverent. โ€œ Then I am the most fortunate of men, to be sought so fiercely by the moon herself. โ€
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โ € ๐“ฃhere was blood beneath his fingernails again. He washed his hands until the water ran clear, but some stains aren't meant for skin. โ €
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โ € ๐“ฃhe gods favour the bold. โ €
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Then lean on me, my other self. Let the weight fall on both our shoulders. Whatever the Erdtree demands of us . . . we will endure it. ๐“๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ.
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/ I like the idea that Radagon displays such a possessive and obsessive side of himself only to Marika. After all, as two halves of a whole, they share similar vices, and Radagon shares the ideological component of the Golden Order, and he clearly wonโ€™t let Marika turn away
Replying to @_7albi
(2/2) in my mind, Radagon is the pure Order with no kindness half, and he always yearns to converge with Marika + be on equal footing with her, so in my drawing heโ€™ll always be kinda nuts
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