[ The problem is that Hermione truly believes that she should have known. She should have been there for Katsa, should never have argued with her, should have been at her side to learn about Gilgamesh and come face to face with him for what he'd done and threatened, but she hadn't been. Instead, she'd believed him, and her own heart, and she'd loved and cherished him despite all her own failures. It hurts to think about and, now, she has to force herself to calm down.
She's weak to him, and she'd known it. She was a fool for him and all she can do now is try her best to make it better. To try and undo the damage someone she cared about had done, to try and readdress the balance of it all. She knew, quietly, in the back of her mind, that it wasn't her job, but... She felt as though it was her duty.
(She was Gilgamesh's queen, in his eyes; she had been his proxy Master, his Marchioness, his ruler. He followed her. She should repair what was broken in his name).
She has to try her best to reply and make it seem normal, easy... And that isn't as simple as it sounds. ]
Maybe. But that's in the past now, I can't undo it. All we can do is try and make sure nothing like this ever happens again.
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She's weak to him, and she'd known it. She was a fool for him and all she can do now is try her best to make it better. To try and undo the damage someone she cared about had done, to try and readdress the balance of it all. She knew, quietly, in the back of her mind, that it wasn't her job, but... She felt as though it was her duty.
(She was Gilgamesh's queen, in his eyes; she had been his proxy Master, his Marchioness, his ruler. He followed her. She should repair what was broken in his name).
She has to try her best to reply and make it seem normal, easy... And that isn't as simple as it sounds. ]
Maybe. But that's in the past now, I can't undo it. All we can do is try and make sure nothing like this ever happens again.