"Me?" Remi snorted. They'd killed a man, Ronin had nearly tried to kill him. They'd been nearly to hell and back together; this was hardly a blow in the big scheme of things, not that the alchemist's view of his husband was so fragile as that. "Well, you know how I have always talked about wanting to be a queen and marrying someone who possessed great power and could lord themselves above everyone else.." Sighing dreamily as if having to wave goodbye to dearly-held future, Remi turned into Ronin and pressed a kiss against the bridge of his nose.
"Everyone seemed to love the idea of a vote so much, perhaps we should have a proper one. Or Wessex could just name your successor. Honestly?" Remi's green eyes crinkled with easy joy. "I do not care. I want what is best for everyone of course but...I am a simple man. I always have been. All this?" He gestured vaguely around: the guildhall, the titles, the constant arguing. "All I want is our family."
"Everyone seemed to love the idea of a vote so much, perhaps we should have a proper one. Or Wessex could just name your successor. Honestly?" Remi's green eyes crinkled with easy joy. "I do not care. I want what is best for everyone of course but...I am a simple man. I always have been. All this?" He gestured vaguely around: the guildhall, the titles, the constant arguing. "All I want is our family."
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
