RONIN
"With so little time, I can't afford to be a damsel," Ronin informed Remi haughtily, drawing himself up to his full height and playfully puffing out his chest, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "But sometimes maybe I'll still pretend - only for you, though. You're the only one who gets to see my damseling." Winking, he nudged his shoulder against his husband's and followed him indoors.
"Oh - I mean - yes, I have been enjoying them immensely." Ronin blinked, his voice deadpan as he considered Aoife's chattering instead of sleeping, and her clambering out of bed to come and find them at the most inopportune moments.
"Playing cards and ice sculptures sounds wonderful, but after being underground I think flying is a very good start," he said, nodding enthusiastically.
"Oh - I mean - yes, I have been enjoying them immensely." Ronin blinked, his voice deadpan as he considered Aoife's chattering instead of sleeping, and her clambering out of bed to come and find them at the most inopportune moments.
"Playing cards and ice sculptures sounds wonderful, but after being underground I think flying is a very good start," he said, nodding enthusiastically.
our broken fairytale | so hard to hide
