[ She cannot imagine a time where he will not default to being Ser Aymeric the Lord Commander. It is a deep part of him, habits or no habits. She loves him as the Lord Commander or simply Aymeric. All she wishes for is that he will be comfortable being either around her.
One hand leaves the edge of the tub and extends out to him. When he has accepted her hand, she curls her fingers around his and continues to hold it even once he has made himself a place on the floor beside the bath. ]
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One hand leaves the edge of the tub and extends out to him. When he has accepted her hand, she curls her fingers around his and continues to hold it even once he has made himself a place on the floor beside the bath. ]
Of course it is. What of your bath?