something to earn

orphan_account

Language: English

Publisher: archiveofourown.org

Published: Jan 17, 2021

Word Count: 34582

Description:

Borgov smiled woefully at his shaking, disbelieving adversary and offered her his head on a silver platter in the shape of a black wooden king. He smiled as they rose from the table, smiled as she stepped into the spotlight, enveloped by the roaring of applause, including his own, smiled as the audience followed her to the door and praised her on the way. Despite the popular belief, he was never a machine, his heart wasn't made of metal plates, tiny lights and wires, and he could feel a certain sense of pride for the young woman warming him from the inside. But when the noise progressively subsided and a guard he'd never seen before ushered him to the car waiting at the back door of the building, Borgov didn't smile. He knew precisely where they were going, why they were going there and who wanted to meet him.