I go through this exact monologue at least every 48 hours.
I want one.
thought that said angels, which is objectively cooler
Welcome to the cyberpunk dystopia
For some reason, a few weeks ago this kinda blew up. So here’s part two, later than expected but school happened.
“Did I miss something?” That question was rather redundant, since Will had very obviously missed something. He had been half expecting to be turned away when he arrived at the castle. He had even brought some rope in case the need arose.
I’m going to continue this, I just wanted to post something. Mild language because Halt calling Ferris a little bitch is just something that needs to happen.
Something was..off with Halt. Horace had expected Halt to silently trail behind him with his cowl up. Not walk in front of Horace with his face bare and a glare that could make Morgarath wet his pants. He had even properly shaved parts of his beard before arriving, which was strange coming from the person who almost cut their hair with a knife right before his wedding. Horace mentally shrugged to himself. Maybe Halt was going to intimidate or threaten Ferris into helping them instead of asking. Horace nodded to himself. Thinking about it, Halt opening a negotiation by showing any sort of desperation was incredibly out of character.
….I don’t think I can physically stop myself from writing this
… so in other words, Halt lied about lying about lying? When all in all he did lie all the way at the beginning cause he was really first in line
It’s the what scene all over again
exactly, and then he managed to lie again when Horace asked him about it, saying he “wasn’t related to royalty”,,, halt just can’t go two hours in horace’s presence without enacting some form of deceit. I think he figures horace’s conscience is enough for both of them
That whole plot line is insane and I love it so much
Also, Half was technically lying in book three. He’s not ninth in line or whatever position he said it was, he’s first
Horace: “Halt, what’s going on? why did you tell them you’re the king’s long-lost twin? They’re going to see right through us any minute”
Halt: “Let’s play two truths and a lie, shall we, Horace? I cut my hair with my saxe knife. I didn’t steal your coffee this morning. And I’m the long-lost, rightful heir to the throne of Clonmel.”
Horace: “Look, Halt, I don’t see what this has to do with -”
Will: “I saw him steal the coffee.”
Horace: “…you’re WHAT??”
So I loved Kings of Clonmel,
But how great would it have been if Halt strolled into Dun Kilty and just declared himself king.
Horace is standing there thinking: is this a ploy? Is Halt pretending to be the King’s dead brother? W h a t?
being weird together is a love language
me, catching myself sharing something i wouldn’t say to just anyone because i wouldn’t want them to think i’m not “normal” with someone i love without any hesitation because i’m not worried they’ll judge me for it: oh… intimacy
This is art
Can you imagine the casting ad for this
nothing in heaven or hell could have prepared me for the product reveal