[Seasonal Event] Finders keepers

Peter

Wessex didn't respond to him right away, and Peter waited patiently, watching her straighten and turn towards him, a quietly respectful look on his face. He leans, looking past her at the board in the mud. It certainly doesn't look that interesting to him, there's maybe a glint of shine to it, peeking through the mud, but other than that it just looks... normal. Boring, even. Not that he was going to give voice to that thought.

"Maybe I can..." He began, cutting off his offer of help when the Queen changes the subject, and Peter looks down at the skeletal creature in his arms. Apricum, for it's part, stares at Wessex, the blank bone and hollow eyes giving away no indication of emotion. "I named it Apricum. It's happy." Peter says, delicately setting his companion down in the mud. It takes a few cursory steps, then falls still, unwilling to fight the mud and shaking its antlered head in distaste.

Peter's eyes move back up to the muddied royalty, his head cocked to the side. "Did... did you have a... safe Longnight?

I don't wanna live that way
I do not wanna live in pain

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