"The Politics of Ascension" / #125: Cold

[ap0cryphal]

Title: "The Politics of Ascension"
Challenge/Prompt: #125 / Cold
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Characters/Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG-13 / K+
Warnings: Violence, 
Disclaimer:  Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
Summary:  "Beautiful deceitful child, ice in your veins, ice in your heart."
Author's Notes:  backstabbing as a family tradition. with kink. i continue to be a terrible person. 

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A princess and a chained angel, an ivory tower on a moonless night.

"A barter," the princess says. "My mother's life, for your freedom."

"Beautiful deceitful child, ice in your veins, ice in your heart," the angel replies, edging closer, dessicated wings scraping dust.  Her hands reach to cradle the princess' throat, thumbs gently catching the contour of her jaws. The princess inhales, slowly. "I will tell you the same I told your mother, doe-eyed matricide, nine and twenty years past."

The princess cradles the angel's hands and blinks, expectant.

"Murder, for a kiss," the angel whispers. "Say yes."

"Yes."

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