Vitality
He wasn't stupid. He could tell when someone was keeping something from him. He was dying and yet, he couldn't feel bad about that. Vereux knew that he loved her, but if it wasn't the other way around it was something he was used to. He had told her everything, so he didn't know what others had been telling her but..... he gave her his all. Like all things though it was never enough, as he went through her wounds and the herbs. He flicked his ears - for a moment debating not even telling her what was going on. He felt it as well. Distrust, or more or less what they thought they had might not have been real. Vereux didn't know what she wanted that was why he had avoided her. He caused enough trouble as it was. “You seem to want to be around everyone besides me.” he muttered for a moment. “Though I suppose it's my fault.” he coughed for a moment before he sat down in front of her. “You do know that I love you right? There isn't anything in the world I wouldn't tell you, and your happiness..... it's more important to me than my own.” his emerald eye looked towards her. He was hurting so he slid down to relax onto his stomach.
“Avalon, in a year or two I won't be around. I... found out that I'm sick - very sick to the point where it's not curable. Call it retribution of the gods, but I'll remain here to look after our children and you.” Vereux let his tail flick. “And when Katja comes for me I'll go alone, don't send anyone. I won't put ivalice in danger ever. Whatever YOU want Avalon I'm ready to follow that. You're a strong, very strong woman and that's always amazed me.” he smiled and laughed lightly. Gods he did love her, but he knew he didn't deserve her. |