bubbled impatience rises up his throat   :   escapes from tightened lips in one huff ,   eyes snapping open but stubbornly shutting again.   the inabilty to meditate is frustrating ,   enough to stiffen his spine ,   tense his frame.   and his mind  !   inside it swims dull anger ,   alongside a heart that beats with a sense of betrayal.   CONCENTRATION IS IMPOSSIBLE.   he cannot let go   —   hot rage towards the council imprisoned beneath his chest.   when he feels it ,   a familar presence entering the room ,   blue gaze fixates on a nude wall   ;   blank as he wishes his thoughts could be.   ❛   LEXA.   ❜   an iced greeting ,   wretched mood manifesting within such a harmless word.      

❪   @victoroius  ♡’d  !   ❫