Trinity Blood ficlet: Šāh māt
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narcasse246 words. G. Post-series. Seth/Süleyman.
Šāh māt
Disclaimer: Trinity Blood belongs to Sunao Yoshida, Gonzo and others.
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When she was a little girl…
The strangest fairytales always began like that.
She’d always dreamed that she really was a princess.
It had made perfect sense.
And the princess had always wanted to go on a grand adventure.
That part was also true.
So she had travelled so very, very far from home.
Of course she did, it wouldn’t have been a good fairytale otherwise.
Where she’d fought monsters and flown dragons.
Because the princess always has to be brave and clever in a good fairytale.
And she’d had all manner of fun.
She had… for a while.
But then she had to come home.
Because invariably she always did.
Because her people needed her, to rule over them…
As a wise and virtuous Queen.
And because that was always the way fairytales went; one day the wise Queen would fall in love with a man worthy of her.
… the handsome Prince was not only handsome but good and kind.
She would love him for his gentleness, his innocence.
He forsook his kingdom to stay by her side.
He would love her for her wisdom and her smiles.
And at once the Queen knew that his love was true.
And they would live happily ever after, forever and ever ruling over their people with wisdom and love.
But life isn’t a fairytale. Not really, no matter how hard we try.
So please don’t mind me, beloved, when I come to read fairytales by your grave.
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“Šāh māt” meaning literally “The king is dead” is Persian phrase from which the term checkmate is derived.
This is a bit of a twist on the business of how the Methuselah hold a wake.
This grew out of one or two other thoughts that really weren’t expecting fic or at least this sort of fic so I’m actually quite surprised to have written things this way. And yes, Seth’s POV but I didn’t mention that at the top because it probably has rather more impact when you discover that it's actually her speaking at the end.
Šāh māt
Disclaimer: Trinity Blood belongs to Sunao Yoshida, Gonzo and others.
++++++++++
When she was a little girl…
The strangest fairytales always began like that.
She’d always dreamed that she really was a princess.
It had made perfect sense.
And the princess had always wanted to go on a grand adventure.
That part was also true.
So she had travelled so very, very far from home.
Of course she did, it wouldn’t have been a good fairytale otherwise.
Where she’d fought monsters and flown dragons.
Because the princess always has to be brave and clever in a good fairytale.
And she’d had all manner of fun.
She had… for a while.
But then she had to come home.
Because invariably she always did.
Because her people needed her, to rule over them…
As a wise and virtuous Queen.
And because that was always the way fairytales went; one day the wise Queen would fall in love with a man worthy of her.
… the handsome Prince was not only handsome but good and kind.
She would love him for his gentleness, his innocence.
He forsook his kingdom to stay by her side.
He would love her for her wisdom and her smiles.
And at once the Queen knew that his love was true.
And they would live happily ever after, forever and ever ruling over their people with wisdom and love.
But life isn’t a fairytale. Not really, no matter how hard we try.
So please don’t mind me, beloved, when I come to read fairytales by your grave.
++++++++++
“Šāh māt” meaning literally “The king is dead” is Persian phrase from which the term checkmate is derived.
This is a bit of a twist on the business of how the Methuselah hold a wake.
This grew out of one or two other thoughts that really weren’t expecting fic or at least this sort of fic so I’m actually quite surprised to have written things this way. And yes, Seth’s POV but I didn’t mention that at the top because it probably has rather more impact when you discover that it's actually her speaking at the end.