even my darkness shines for you
I hope you do, Ronin says honestly, and if a baron ever poured tea shirtless and in his pajama bottoms, the Knight is doing an immaculate impression of it right now. Perhaps a little later, though. When he feels as though the fizzing in his bones has died down a little, when he doesn't want to laugh and stretch beneath the morning sun at the same time as he wants to retreat beneath the furs and blankets with Remi forever.
Glancing up at the foot that brushes against his own, Ronin finishes adding honey to his cup and lets his free hand brush across Remi's knee beneath the table. "It was fun while it lasted," he agrees. "But it doesn't compare to this." To any of this.
And where once upon a time Ronin would have bitten his tongue against any mention of Safrin, afraid of the line he walked between goddess and husband, if anything, now he scoots his chair closer, stretching an arm across the back of Remi's seat. "She was furious, I think," he half whispers. "Vi interrupted us, and dismissed her in front of me." He's not smiling, he promises.
"She was going to strip me of everything, little by little," he continues, shaking his head. "Under the guise of helping Seren. For every bit stronger she got, I would grow weaker, until..." Until he died, he supposes.
Glancing up at the foot that brushes against his own, Ronin finishes adding honey to his cup and lets his free hand brush across Remi's knee beneath the table. "It was fun while it lasted," he agrees. "But it doesn't compare to this." To any of this.
And where once upon a time Ronin would have bitten his tongue against any mention of Safrin, afraid of the line he walked between goddess and husband, if anything, now he scoots his chair closer, stretching an arm across the back of Remi's seat. "She was furious, I think," he half whispers. "Vi interrupted us, and dismissed her in front of me." He's not smiling, he promises.
"She was going to strip me of everything, little by little," he continues, shaking his head. "Under the guise of helping Seren. For every bit stronger she got, I would grow weaker, until..." Until he died, he supposes.
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