i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
Remi stares incredulously at his husband for a moment, wondering how it is that this man who has accidentally allowed his nipple to play peekaboo without even noticing, was now part of the most important organization in all of Caido, favoured by a goddess, impossibly charming, and love of his life. With an expression that's as confused as it is adoring, Remi can only chuckle to himself as he shakes his head, baffled by the strange polarity of the man he'd married.
Why is Remi carrying both boxes? Oh, simple. He absolutely doesn't trust Ronin not to set them on fire.
Their penultimate stop (lunch, remember), is perhaps more of what Ronin had in mind. There is a wagon that has already been loaded with boxes, and as Remi sets down the boxes they picked up from the Hart's, it's clear that what is within the wagon is a cut above.
Ah! A man, impeccably dressed with a well-oiled handlebar mustache flourishes out of the shop, hands clasped together. Mr. Taliesin! And zis must be— The man frowns, his eyes unapologetically dipping to Ronin's nipple and smouldering shirt. —your 'usband.
Why is Remi carrying both boxes? Oh, simple. He absolutely doesn't trust Ronin not to set them on fire.
Their penultimate stop (lunch, remember), is perhaps more of what Ronin had in mind. There is a wagon that has already been loaded with boxes, and as Remi sets down the boxes they picked up from the Hart's, it's clear that what is within the wagon is a cut above.
Ah! A man, impeccably dressed with a well-oiled handlebar mustache flourishes out of the shop, hands clasped together. Mr. Taliesin! And zis must be— The man frowns, his eyes unapologetically dipping to Ronin's nipple and smouldering shirt. —your 'usband.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
