the baffled king composing hallelujah
It had been easy, and Ronin also found himself looking for the catch; then again, perhaps he had been naive to think that Wessex wouldn’t be ready to hit the ground running with his decision. She had already been doing it even before now (granted, it had not entirely been his choice with the blight). ”Yet,” he agreed with a sudden and boyish smile. ”And here is hoping that it stays this way for a while. Let’s pretend that you didn’t call me universally appealing though, shall we? It does nothing for my ego.”
This all felt like letting out a breath that he had been holding for some time, and Ronin nodded with genuine understanding as Wessex said she would do her best. It was all they could do, any of them. Rising to his feet as well, his basket as full as he could make it during their conversation, Ronin smiled at the now one and only ruler of the Hollowed Grounds. ”I am happier, truly. And walking that line will always be difficult - starting with a group of charismatic advisors to filter your ideas down to the people might help.” He winked.
As for announcing it before LongNight? Ronin nodded. ”Consider it done. I’ll hold the fort at the guild during LongNight too, as planned. Consider it a last hurrah.”
This all felt like letting out a breath that he had been holding for some time, and Ronin nodded with genuine understanding as Wessex said she would do her best. It was all they could do, any of them. Rising to his feet as well, his basket as full as he could make it during their conversation, Ronin smiled at the now one and only ruler of the Hollowed Grounds. ”I am happier, truly. And walking that line will always be difficult - starting with a group of charismatic advisors to filter your ideas down to the people might help.” He winked.
As for announcing it before LongNight? Ronin nodded. ”Consider it done. I’ll hold the fort at the guild during LongNight too, as planned. Consider it a last hurrah.”
