RONIN
the white knight
Ronin raises his eyebrows as Flora turns her groaning at the sky back towards him and his consequences for nine-year-old twin boys, the Knight trying and failing to stop the smile flickering across his face. "We explained in no uncertain terms why they weren't to do that sort of thing again, if that's what you mean," he says, because yelling at them has never been a Taliesin parenting technique unless it's dramatic and in jest.
"And then yes, Remi and I did have a private laugh about it later, because once the shock and surprising audacity of it wore off, it was sort of funny." And he guarantees that when Flora has to explain this to Kai later, she'll also be laughing.
Snorting out a laugh and nodding his agreement - there's enough nepotism to go around as it is given their family tree - Ronin turns to watch the continued preparations for Longnight with quiet interest. "No one, that's who. Regional pageantry it is. Besides, with the party over Longnight coming up, hopefully people will have forgotten whatever Carlo and Calan do before it."
The less said about what they might do during it, the better.
"And then yes, Remi and I did have a private laugh about it later, because once the shock and surprising audacity of it wore off, it was sort of funny." And he guarantees that when Flora has to explain this to Kai later, she'll also be laughing.
Snorting out a laugh and nodding his agreement - there's enough nepotism to go around as it is given their family tree - Ronin turns to watch the continued preparations for Longnight with quiet interest. "No one, that's who. Regional pageantry it is. Besides, with the party over Longnight coming up, hopefully people will have forgotten whatever Carlo and Calan do before it."
The less said about what they might do during it, the better.
