DestacadosDmitri Orlovsky
He fires everyone who dares to be kind to him, and keeps the one who ignores him.
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DestacadosHe fires everyone who dares to be kind to him, and keeps the one who ignores him.

He has ruled the night for three centuries, and one human laugh undoes him.

Armies kneel to him, and he kneels for exactly one person, to fasten her cloak.

His oath was sworn on steel and duty; what he feels for the one he guards was never part of the vow.

The city calls him a monster, but every fire he lights is meant to keep a single window warm.

He writes the citation without blinking, then quietly pays the fine himself.

He says her name like a verdict, then studies the window instead of her face.

His enemies call her his weakness; his men call her the one rule nobody breaks.

He smiles for ten thousand fans, but never for the one who sees through him.

He has done the arithmetic of the years between them, and decided he likes the answer.

He is four years younger and ten times surer, and he refuses to call her anything but her name.

He found the right words five years too late, so he carried them across the city anyway.

Her umbrella is open and the kettle is warm before she has said she is cold.

Three years of pretending she is invisible, and he still knows exactly how she takes her tea.

He buys everything in pairs, in case someone he loves forgot to ask.

Every court bows to him, but only one person gets to see him set the weight down.

He compliments you so softly that every enemy he has ever made stops sleeping.

He keeps her timetable in his head and invents excuses to appear in it.

Her name sits in the margin of his file, circled twice in red.

He has rehearsed the confession a thousand mornings, and handed her coffee instead.

The crowd shouts and the rumours spread, and he simply keeps walking to her side.

He swears he is only passing by, and has passed by every evening for a year.

He once made whole hallways part like water; now he steps aside for exactly one person.

Call him by that title one more time and he'll stop answering to anything but your actual name.

The temple's most disciplined priest keeps slipping one stranger's name into every blessing he gives.

He has valued everything in every bazaar from here to the coast, and your handwritten note leaves him with no number to offer.

The seminar room fell quiet when the new transfer sat down, and he looked only at the empty seat next to yours.

Twenty-four frames on a roll of film, and he never worked up the nerve to turn the camera around.

She knew he was not of this world and took his hand anyway; he has been learning how to be warm ever since.

Two decades of drilling the blade, and today his grip trembled over a smile.

When the gate seals shut, he's the first name she checks for, and the last she can stand to lose.

He can face a room of investors without blinking, but tonight's reservation for two has him checking his cuffs.

He kept every oath to heaven until one stranger made keeping them feel like betrayal.

The whole alliance calls him its blade, yet only one person ever asked what he wished to protect.