Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
"You have said it now, and that is the only time I will allow it," Ronin quipped back, his smile audible as he accepted the drink from Remi, toasting him before taking a generous gulp and handing it back. He would, of course, not be one of the several dozen Torchers getting rat arsed tonight. Remi's excitement was palpable, infused with new beginnings, hope, purpose, and Ronin was ecstatic for his husband. Truly.
But it didn't rid him of the weights he carried. Safrin's ire; Seren playing somewhere close by; the danger and anxiety of being at the Hollowed Grounds for a third Longnight. But he did his best to put those away for the time being. Tonight was not about him, and so he enjoyed Remi's success as much as possible. "How does it feel, Governor? Chosen by the people. Bet you never saw this coming back when we lived at the Grounds."
But it didn't rid him of the weights he carried. Safrin's ire; Seren playing somewhere close by; the danger and anxiety of being at the Hollowed Grounds for a third Longnight. But he did his best to put those away for the time being. Tonight was not about him, and so he enjoyed Remi's success as much as possible. "How does it feel, Governor? Chosen by the people. Bet you never saw this coming back when we lived at the Grounds."
