neitherheavenorhell: I’ll walk that line.. stuck on...

neitherheavenorhell:

           I’ll walk that line.. stuck on the bridge between us.. gray areas and expectations
                                                       I wanna hold hands with you


Never had he wanted something this badly, and held it in his hands knowing that tomorrow it would be gone, traded for the high cliffs of Ios, and the uncertain future across the border, the chance to stand before his brother, to ask him for all the answers that no longer seemed so important.
                                                                A kingdom, or this.

Always reblog Captive Prince feels.