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"I wonder when you'll tell me something that has an ending, Sir Flins," Illuga remembered grumbling.
"Master Illuga," Flins had said, melancholy lacing his honeyed words, "the day I tell you a story with an ending..."
Illuga's heart dropped to his gut.
The day that happened...would be the day they stop meeting. For one reason or another.
(Or, the moment Flins and Illuga met after defeating Dottore and before the League meeting.)
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- Part 1 of faelightisms
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Never tell the fae your name. It gives them power over you, because names contain power.
That was Illuga’s first mistake.
Or perhaps, Flins' first exception.
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Russian translation by the wonderful srslytommy! Thank you so much!
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- Part 2 of faelightisms
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Illuga moved, his body having made the decision even though his conscious mind hadn’t caught up yet. He pushed Flins out of the way and felt the lance stab him in the heart through his back.
Strange, how that was almost painless. Perhaps his brain simply didn’t catch up yet. Perhaps it simply blocked away the pain. Either way, it was a small mercy. Slamming into the sand was hilariously more painful than the stab itself.Illuga took up an attack that would have injured Flins, nearly dying in the process because of the Abyssal corruption that took over. Flins refused to let that happen, even if the method to save Illuga wasn’t something he was proud of.
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Illuga marries a Snezhnayan fae lord for money. They both learn to live with it.
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"'Flins'?" Flins asked, his tone mildly surprised but courteous. "I am seldom called as such. Why, my good sir, do I perhaps know you? If I do, please forgive me for I cannot remember."
"Hang on a second." Illuga grabbed the edge of Flins' coat. "If Flins is not the name you're used to, what do they call you?"
"Ah. My apologies." Flins took his hat and bowed, his grace and elegance untouched by the howling snow. He took Illuga's fingers and pressed them to his lips—much like the first time they met. "Allow me to introduce myself, my good sir. Around these parts, I am called Kyryll, the Azure Flame."
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- Part 3 of faelightisms
