We were the kings and queens of promise

[Lingers within the hallway for a moment, listening to her steps and giving another small cough. Then her carefully returns to the bed, being sure not to jostle his sister, who continues to sleep soundly from all her activities yesterday. Even if she has rolled onto her back and flung a tiny arm into the spot where he formerly slept. Lelouch gently takes hold of that hand and scoots closer to Nunnally, smiling at her sleeping face before yawning himself.]