I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice; Imagine being loved by me.
"Well I don't want that," Fox says with a soft rumble of laughter, as if he might call this whole thing off to keep a smile on Kiada's face. "Shall I crack a joke? All of mine are terrible, I warn you."
But then of course he's quite literally on one knee, an engagement ring in hand, and gods, perhaps he won't have to do this a second time because it's all starting to feel quite perfect. Hazel eyes watch keenly as Kia takes the ring and slips it onto her finger, and he can't keep the smile from his lips as he realises it fits her as if it was made for her.
"I'm glad you like it," he murmurs, about to rise to his feet when the harpy is descending to meet him, the hunter reaching out to tuck a lock of dark hair behind her ear. "I love you too," he says, leaning in to press a soft, chaste kiss against her lips. "Even if I'll swear I dreamed this for at least a few more days." That he'd proposed - that she'd said yes.
But then of course he's quite literally on one knee, an engagement ring in hand, and gods, perhaps he won't have to do this a second time because it's all starting to feel quite perfect. Hazel eyes watch keenly as Kia takes the ring and slips it onto her finger, and he can't keep the smile from his lips as he realises it fits her as if it was made for her.
"I'm glad you like it," he murmurs, about to rise to his feet when the harpy is descending to meet him, the hunter reaching out to tuck a lock of dark hair behind her ear. "I love you too," he says, leaning in to press a soft, chaste kiss against her lips. "Even if I'll swear I dreamed this for at least a few more days." That he'd proposed - that she'd said yes.
Fox Sinclair
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
