the baffled king composing hallelujah
"Oh, well I do find myself completely corrected. My apologies, sir," Ronin responded, flashing his husband a smile in response to his indignant snort, leaning in to kiss his temple and wiggling his fingers as if to try and prevent his hand from being nibbled on. (A token gesture if that). Settling back against the side of the wagon, he raised his eyebrows in surprise at hearing that Remi's magic was no longer functioning quite how it had. Could such a thing just... happen?
No matter, apparently, because all of a sudden there was wine. "Well look at that," he said, smirking. "I don't care what you say - I think that's pretty magical, myself. Luckily, I never married you for the things you could create. I married you because you're brilliant."
No matter, apparently, because all of a sudden there was wine. "Well look at that," he said, smirking. "I don't care what you say - I think that's pretty magical, myself. Luckily, I never married you for the things you could create. I married you because you're brilliant."
