we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"Mm, but then again the Greatwood is also sort of secluded. They don't need to know that everyone has begun mounting cannons on their cities," Ronin says, though Remi's suggestion of something more pleasant isn't entirely without merit. "A healing rain... that sounds good." He nods between bites of syrupy pancake. "Or maybe fireflies so there's always something to lighten the place up."
Raising a brow right back at Remi, the mischief in Ronin's eyes suggests something much more than breakfast. "You'll have to race me to it," he says, though he does offer a crispy bit of bacon out for his predator of a husband, as if to make up for the earlier issue with the hot grease. "I love you," he says softly. "And everything we've built here together. Did you think any more about the twins coming to stay? They could visit when Mateo comes over next."
Raising a brow right back at Remi, the mischief in Ronin's eyes suggests something much more than breakfast. "You'll have to race me to it," he says, though he does offer a crispy bit of bacon out for his predator of a husband, as if to make up for the earlier issue with the hot grease. "I love you," he says softly. "And everything we've built here together. Did you think any more about the twins coming to stay? They could visit when Mateo comes over next."
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
