[Something in Alucard's chest cracks at the sound of Rhy's words. At the bitterness in them. He wants to step forward again, to be closer to the younger man once more. To take him into his arms and tell him it isn't like that. That it's never been like that. That from every achingly beautiful, dizzying, breathless moment they had spent together until now, Alucard's heart has ever been Rhy's and Rhy's alone. That it still does, if he'd have it.]
Rhy...
[The mask slips, a shadow crossing Alucard's face as the other man stands back to look at him. He supposes that he deserves the comment, in a way. And yet... He takes in a breath and another smile slips into place, his eyes still a little sad as he takes in the measure of the prince in turn. It is a private smile. He hopes it will convey everything he cannot bring himself to say. Not just yet. Not in this room full of strangers. A private smile for private conversation as he murmurs softly across the space between them, a gamble by any means of the word:]
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Rhy...
[The mask slips, a shadow crossing Alucard's face as the other man stands back to look at him. He supposes that he deserves the comment, in a way. And yet... He takes in a breath and another smile slips into place, his eyes still a little sad as he takes in the measure of the prince in turn. It is a private smile. He hopes it will convey everything he cannot bring himself to say. Not just yet. Not in this room full of strangers. A private smile for private conversation as he murmurs softly across the space between them, a gamble by any means of the word:]
Do you admit it then? The fact that you are mine.