ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐ Why couldn't it be him?

Medieval!Miguel

Every mile they inched closer to your future.

Yet Miguel rode alongside you like he was marching towards hell itself.

It'd be a long journey. A sick, twisted part of Miguel hoped it'd be enough time you'd change your mind. That you'd run away with him, because God knew Miguel would've. For you, he would've thrown everything away. Would've set the world ablaze.

Instead, he was stuck in his last duty, fulfilling his loyalty as he brought you to the arms of your future spouse.