there's light at the edge of the darkness
Taking Ianto outside seemed like a bad idea to Loren. ”I don’t really want to leave him in the snow and the cold while he’s unconscious, especially while he’s a cardinal.” Still, getting him away from the Prince seemed imperative. ”But I’ll be right back.” Spotting Astra in the distance, the summoner walked over to her. He was relieved to find that the stench faded the farther he got from the Prince, and by the time he arrived at the luxere's side, it was gone. Kneeling down, he placed a hand under Astra’s chin. ”Can you guard Ianto for me? Please? I’ll be right back.” With that, he created a cloth, then wrapped the cardinal gently in it; it wouldn’t constrict Ianto’s movements if the man came too, but it would hopefully keep him warm. The luxere, for her part, looked between Loren and the cardinal, before she stepped gently over the fallen Attuned. Almost, it seemed like she understood what the summoner was asking of her.
That had to be enough: the Launceleyn hurried back to the baker’s and the Prince, not at all bothered when the light momentarily disappeared from around them. Loren was just in time to catch Amalia’s promise. ”I promise as well, yes.” The odor was back in full force, but the Launceleyn had endured far worse torments, even if most of the other foul scents had been illusory. Creating a blindfold, he wrapped it around his eyes, trusting the baker and the Prince not to let him get lost or do something stupid. Then again, he could always just follow his nose.
That had to be enough: the Launceleyn hurried back to the baker’s and the Prince, not at all bothered when the light momentarily disappeared from around them. Loren was just in time to catch Amalia’s promise. ”I promise as well, yes.” The odor was back in full force, but the Launceleyn had endured far worse torments, even if most of the other foul scents had been illusory. Creating a blindfold, he wrapped it around his eyes, trusting the baker and the Prince not to let him get lost or do something stupid. Then again, he could always just follow his nose.
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