wipwed me writing Dimitri going all dopey over Byleth's smile for the 947th time: aw yeah, that's the good stuff
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!["And all by hand..." he mused. "The final product must be quite expensive then, would it not?"
"Each bottle is 3000 gold."
All the tension he'd managed to work out coiled tight again in an instant, and he resumed rifling through the drawers in a panic. He'd lost a 3000 gold bottle of ink. Dear goddess, that would pay everyone in the castle's wages for a fortnight. How wasteful, when his country was already suffering in poverty.
[What a useless king you've turned out to be,] scoffed his father.
His stepmother agreed. [The Kingdom would be better off without him, surely.]
"Dimitri." He flinched at the unexpected touch on his shoulder. His eyes must have looked feral when he turned his gaze back on her. "I sold all the castle's blue ink to a local dressmaker."
"Oh," he said, deflating. "What will I write with then?"
She snorted, and the sound seemed to surprise her as much as it delighted him. "Black, like everyone else."](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:aatiyffqdhhhgv7xg3yq5y7f/bafkreidqntfy47k2ce34kbqoiumaiszcokyppac6d5cstxwlxev63vdynq)
