RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
"I think you'll find," Ronin says quietly, his own voice musical and playful in the darkness against the hush of the tide, "that it was my outfit that caused you the most problems on our wedding night. That armour I wore? With all the buckles?" Laughing at the reminder, he nevertheless steps inevitably closer to his husband. Were it not for a very timely interruption, in fact, odds are good that the Taliesins would have never made it to their houseboat before passion took over.
Luckily for them, they haveAshetta. They've always had her, whether or not she's believed it across the scope of all these years.
Her voice is instantly recognisable, Ronin's hand flinching in Remi's grip to hold it tight in return, and the Knight turns sharply enough that he's sure he's pulled a muscle in his neck - not that he'll care about it for some time. "What time do you call this?" he demands before he can help himself, the humour spilling out through a voice made tight with emotion, and as Remi reaches out for her, Ronin isn't far behind.
Between them she's liable to be squashed and held tightly enough to steal her breath, but sorry Ashe, that's something you'll just have to deal with for the here and now. "You're a sight for sore eyes, you little shit," he says roughly, the words threaded with laughter.
Luckily for them, they have
Her voice is instantly recognisable, Ronin's hand flinching in Remi's grip to hold it tight in return, and the Knight turns sharply enough that he's sure he's pulled a muscle in his neck - not that he'll care about it for some time. "What time do you call this?" he demands before he can help himself, the humour spilling out through a voice made tight with emotion, and as Remi reaches out for her, Ronin isn't far behind.
Between them she's liable to be squashed and held tightly enough to steal her breath, but sorry Ashe, that's something you'll just have to deal with for the here and now. "You're a sight for sore eyes, you little shit," he says roughly, the words threaded with laughter.
show me your darkness.
