thinking bout the widofjord blood pact scene again
ya ever stare directly into another man’s eyes with nothing but mutual respect and complete understanding while you spill blood to kickstart a ritual you know nothing about just for kicks
ya ever clasp bloodied palms together with that same man and make an oath to assist each other come what may so you can both succeed in your goals no matter how potentially dangerous it might be while in the midst of a sea fury’s lair just to reinforce the promise to “make it work” months and months ago
the only thing i want from a potential Romantic Widofjord Canon is for them to struggle and grapple with difficult moral choices and have to give things up and learn to grieve and feel hopelessly trapped by all the ensuing pain but i want their relationship to be the thing that saves them, not the thing that damns them.