for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
"Oh." Remi half-hummed with delighted surprise. "You have not done that for a while." He said of the soft shine alighting from his husband. Unable to do anything else than smile with unfettered affection, he was caught tenuously between his desire to believe any and every word from his husband's lips, and the cleverness of the blighted monster lingering below the surface.
"Well, I am glad to hear it." The alchemist said through a far-too adoring smile, before glancing down at his basket. "Ahh, well. A lavender honey cake from Amalia, wine to go with—though if she thought I brought it because the cake was dry she'd have my head, so this stays between us—and a new game I just learned."
Glancing up with a boyish smile, he tilted his head softly as he gazed at Ronin. Indeed there seemed to be genuine colour in the king's cheeks and proper blue in his eyes. "What would you like to start with?"
"Well, I am glad to hear it." The alchemist said through a far-too adoring smile, before glancing down at his basket. "Ahh, well. A lavender honey cake from Amalia, wine to go with—though if she thought I brought it because the cake was dry she'd have my head, so this stays between us—and a new game I just learned."
Glancing up with a boyish smile, he tilted his head softly as he gazed at Ronin. Indeed there seemed to be genuine colour in the king's cheeks and proper blue in his eyes. "What would you like to start with?"
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
