like the dawn breaks through the night

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving ”Fucking right. I am the Sword,” Ronin said with a crooked smile in return, the Star nuzzling back into Remi’s neck and nibbling playfully at his collarbone. The absurd normality of all of this would undoubtedly hit him eventually, but for now Ronin was savouring every little it of it, much as his body complained about the closeness. Hearing that there very well might be a war, he did nothing more than drag the blankets further about them, like he could shut it all out. ”Then let it come. We’ll deal with it,” he muttered. Ludo was a little bit of a different matter, though, and Ronin huffed a sigh against his husband’s skin, nodding gently in understanding. ”At least it is transparent about it,” he mumbled, before letting out a quiet and entirely unexpected laugh. ”Does this mean you will be in charge about as long as I was king?”