RONIN
the white knight
Having been appropriately scooted to make room for Rexanna's entrance, Ronin barely has time to register that the Penumbra has arrived (offering her a delighted smile that promises a proper catch up later on) before the wedding proceeds, and he schools himself into silence and decorum. Not trying to fight the way his eyes sting at the corners as the couple exchange their vows, the Knight watches the fire leap high into the air with a soft smile on his face, his hand finding its way back into Remi's quite without his permission.
He'd never expected to attend another wedding in the Hollowed Grounds - the place has changed and changed again since the barrier and all that had happened behind it, but some wounds run so deep that even the scars still ache. This, though? This feels like permission to see the region as a clean slate, and it's with a squeeze to Remi's hand that he rises to his feet to celebrate the nuptials with the rest of the gathered crowd.
He'd never expected to attend another wedding in the Hollowed Grounds - the place has changed and changed again since the barrier and all that had happened behind it, but some wounds run so deep that even the scars still ache. This, though? This feels like permission to see the region as a clean slate, and it's with a squeeze to Remi's hand that he rises to his feet to celebrate the nuptials with the rest of the gathered crowd.
