and on to the glory at my right hand
It's feels almost too good to see Seren, Ronin smiling beneath his scarf as he hugs his daughter off the ground, holding her close for a moment or so before setting her on her feet again. "I was in the area to help Sunjata with something," he explains, smoothing her dark hair back from her face and tugging his scarf down to press a stubbled kiss to her forehead. "I thought I'd stop by Snowcloak on the way back. I heard the Citadel has been through some turbulence."
Straightening back up, he gives her shoulders a squeeze and draws her close again, as if he might keep her tucked under his arm forever. "It's good to see you too," he says. "What brings you here? More camping trips in the Fangs?"
Straightening back up, he gives her shoulders a squeeze and draws her close again, as if he might keep her tucked under his arm forever. "It's good to see you too," he says. "What brings you here? More camping trips in the Fangs?"
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