neron
”Luckily for the two of us, it is no longer my job to care about what the people think. That honour falls to you now, so far as I am aware. Congratulations, by the way - I was glad to see my vote put to good use.” Neron placed his book down on the bedside table and shifted to sit up properly so he could talk to her; the fact that she did want to talk was confusing in and of itself, and he raised an eyebrow as he heard her out.
”I really would be a fool should I disagree,” he murmured. ”I shall have to extend my personal thanks to Loren for my guard of honour, too. Though I do wish you had appointed someone a little more talkative. That guard has perfected the stony and silent personality.” He wrinkled his nose. ”Anyway, I digress.”
”I really would be a fool should I disagree,” he murmured. ”I shall have to extend my personal thanks to Loren for my guard of honour, too. Though I do wish you had appointed someone a little more talkative. That guard has perfected the stony and silent personality.” He wrinkled his nose. ”Anyway, I digress.”
lay your hand on me, one last time
