[He must be good. He must be good. He must keep his mouth shut and obey. It's the only way that he can escape.
Assuming that he makes it out of this alive.
If he's good, the chances that he'll survive are higher.
And Hapsburg takes care of its own. Mikal reminds himself this as he's trussed up, tied so carefully, so particularly, and he waits, naked, bound, for the client. If he survives, the House will give him some days off, they'll fix him back to pristine order. It's all necessary to withstand in order to make it out alive.
And when he gets out... oh. Oh how the world will burn. His mouth twitches up at the corner, just slightly, as he lets himself imagine it. His plans are falling into place, piece by piece. It won't be long.
It won't be long.
He must be good.
He schools his face into one of dutiful submission, and waits.]
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Assuming that he makes it out of this alive.
If he's good, the chances that he'll survive are higher.
And Hapsburg takes care of its own. Mikal reminds himself this as he's trussed up, tied so carefully, so particularly, and he waits, naked, bound, for the client. If he survives, the House will give him some days off, they'll fix him back to pristine order. It's all necessary to withstand in order to make it out alive.
And when he gets out... oh. Oh how the world will burn. His mouth twitches up at the corner, just slightly, as he lets himself imagine it. His plans are falling into place, piece by piece. It won't be long.
It won't be long.
He must be good.
He schools his face into one of dutiful submission, and waits.]