the baffled king composing hallelujah
The sound of his name being called, echoing through the guildhall, was practically an alarm system by now for Ronin. As if knowing the drill by now, a pale dragon soared from deep within the guildhall to land upon one of the beams overhead, peeping down at them with fierce blue eyes. At the sight of Remi in one piece she relaxed, but Ashetta...
Sugar let out a shrieking roar intended to echo the sentiments of the two standing in the doorway, and Ronin's footsteps were already thundering on the stairs. He arrived barefoot and buttoning his pants, shirtless and sleepy (naps were becoming an increasing part of his daily ritual as of late). Still, at the sight of Ashe his lips parted in open shock, the hunter taking the few short steps to close the distance between them.
Ashe was easy to squash into a hug alongside Remi, and so Ronin held them both tightly. "What the fuck happened," he breathed, already ushering them further into the guildhall.
Sugar let out a shrieking roar intended to echo the sentiments of the two standing in the doorway, and Ronin's footsteps were already thundering on the stairs. He arrived barefoot and buttoning his pants, shirtless and sleepy (naps were becoming an increasing part of his daily ritual as of late). Still, at the sight of Ashe his lips parted in open shock, the hunter taking the few short steps to close the distance between them.
Ashe was easy to squash into a hug alongside Remi, and so Ronin held them both tightly. "What the fuck happened," he breathed, already ushering them further into the guildhall.
