They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
When Rexanna suggested that Loren, of all people, might join in an orgy, he let out a bark of laughter. ”Uh, thanks? But uh, no I don’t ah, think I’m orgy material.” Not by a long shot: he should probably have more than one actual sexual partner before he took on multiple at once. That seemed like common sense to him, whatever Frey might advise. Plus, he liked her, but not in that way. Just as a maybe friend, definitely not a potential lover.
However, his awkwardness turned to sorrow in an instant when the blue-eyed woman mentioned that they’d lost multiple members. ”I’m sorry.” His voice came out quietly; hopefully she wasn’t thinking of him as a replacement, because he knew he’d be inadequate. Even if he’d never met Lucas, it seemed she’d been close to the other man. ”The day you almost died, right?” Apparently not everyone had walked away from that encounter. Which she still hadn’t told him nearly enough about. But he'd been promised the details after LongNight, so he figured he'd have to suppress his natural curiosity somehow.
A LongNight romance that had turned into a tragedy that had turned out to be a comedy after all. Or maybe a tragicomedy. It seemed that Bastien and Rexanna had gone through a lot in the past year. Everyone else had too—except for the summoner, of course—so that wasn’t too surprising. The mention of disappearing hit a little too close to home, though the Launceleyn managed to muster up a smile from somewhere. ”I’m glad you two got your happy ending.” Of course their story wasn’t over yet, and their marriage was just beginning. But they’d found each other in the end.
Gods he wanted that too. One day. Assuming he lived that long.
However, his awkwardness turned to sorrow in an instant when the blue-eyed woman mentioned that they’d lost multiple members. ”I’m sorry.” His voice came out quietly; hopefully she wasn’t thinking of him as a replacement, because he knew he’d be inadequate. Even if he’d never met Lucas, it seemed she’d been close to the other man. ”The day you almost died, right?” Apparently not everyone had walked away from that encounter. Which she still hadn’t told him nearly enough about. But he'd been promised the details after LongNight, so he figured he'd have to suppress his natural curiosity somehow.
A LongNight romance that had turned into a tragedy that had turned out to be a comedy after all. Or maybe a tragicomedy. It seemed that Bastien and Rexanna had gone through a lot in the past year. Everyone else had too—except for the summoner, of course—so that wasn’t too surprising. The mention of disappearing hit a little too close to home, though the Launceleyn managed to muster up a smile from somewhere. ”I’m glad you two got your happy ending.” Of course their story wasn’t over yet, and their marriage was just beginning. But they’d found each other in the end.
Gods he wanted that too. One day. Assuming he lived that long.
LOREN
