wonderland

Ronin shot a look at his husband that was equally as loving as it was withering - how did power taste, indeed. "Bittersweet," he muttered, "same as it did when I was captain, just... more so. Though I am doubtful that I'll have much of an impact between Wessex and Edrei. She's most likely to agree with anything Wessex puts forward, so... good luck on that majority vote, huh?" He shrugged. Remi helped. Even with the hammering of his heart; the clamminess of his hands; the anger that still tried to brew and spit within him, the alchemist's presence was a steadying calm, a lodestone that Ronin turned towards. Letting his fingers splay between Remi's, the hunter smiled weakly at his response. "If you say so," he retorted, his free hand reaching out to slip around Remi's shoulders, pulling him into a hug. "Well... it's done, now," he muttered, a touch defeatedly. "Now I just need to figure out what to do with this place. Are kings allowed to be guildmasters?" Snorting softly, he glanced sidelong at Emmett's axe in the fencepost. "I wonder what the kid would have thought about all this." taliesin a long and lonesome road