Phoebus De Chateaupers - Tumblr Posts
✧ trollization is success. but i bored then draw this. well my headcanons for main and another characters of ntdp
✧ claude frollo – jade. sylph of doom. ders ✧ jehane frollo – olive. rough of light. prospite ✧ pierre grigoi – jade. seer of space. ders ✧ clopin trofou – burgundy. knight of hope. ders ✧ esmerr allduo – bronze. rough of time. prospite ✧ phebus d'chate – violet. thief of heart. prospite ✧ quasio moddio – candy red. page of life. derse ✧
He was my Golden Leverage
Chapter 1
Sears of fresh wounds surged through my body. I knelt as I felt thine own sin weigh down.
I never dared to be a defeatist by nature but it so happened that it happened— golly, even now, I cannot talk sober.
The silent prayer lingered in my lips. It's bittersweet. I still feel like I haven't done enough. I need to feel enough.
Despite the sinking sun outside, a particular one hath entered my cold dark chambers.
I faltered as I hear a rather strong voice calling out to me.
“Your Honor...”
“Phoebus.” Weakly, I hath called him forth.. “Captain... I beseech thee to stay.”
And so he did.
Sun God. That's what they call him. "Phoebus.”
O' they loved how it sounded— How heroic his name sounds, how charming he is, how... how... How am I running out of words?
“Sire.” The Captain called as if I'm the most fragile thing that hath ever existed upon his very eyes. “Are you alright?”
The man emanated a warm presence. A comforting aura one can positively succumb to.
He was the flames I've previously felt before the magic and burning fire of Esmeralda coursed through my veins. He was that warmth by the fireplace I longed to stay within me.
It's that same feeling.
“Phoebus.” My voice spoke of his name as if he was a saint. “Cleanse my sins.”
And he definitely knew what I meant.
“Yes, sire.”
As the quiet night outside the palace went on, the chambers have been nothing but lungs exerting double, bodies burning hot and rotating desperately like a compass as we both seek for what works best, names uttered, tears streaming, and even throats closing.
It was torturous. Similar to what have happened recently, it was mad.
But this time I am guiltless.
“S-sire!”
“Captain! Captain please!!!”
“Hath thy wits disappeared?”
“I might have. P-please, I need thee!! Do it, please!”
That witch is the reason why I'm here. That woman is the reason of my pain. The reason why I've fallen short. It was all her!
“Ahhh!”
“Phoebus!!!”
A deep silence ensued after what looks like hours of chaos.
Eventually, I found peace.
As I silently prayed over for him, I prayed for myself too.
“I absolve you from our sins, through the holy mysteries of our redemption, may almighty God release you from all punishments in this life and in the life to come. Amen.”
