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[hobbitholmes]

AFTERGLOW

— hear, feel think. —

❄️ HEAVENSWARD

★ Ever Heavensward (3.0)
    — Ishgard Meetings, Part 2

★ As Goes Light, So Goes Darkness (3.1)
    — Unfleeting Emotions

★ The Gears of Change (3.2)
    — Heavy Hearts, Part 2

★ Revenge of the Horde (3.3)
    — Starlight Festival (Alkaid)
    — Starlight Festival (KP)

🔥 STORMBLOOD

★ IC Permission
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BEYOND

CODE BY TESSISAMESS

Comments

[thewayforpeace]

Far from it. There is no scenario in which either of you would ever be imposing upon me or any others of the household.

[ He also rises then, and reaches out to try and assist with the smoothing of her skirts. ]

Of course, you may borrow mine as you once did, if that is to your liking. I certainly hope that you were comfortable on that occasion.

[ At this rate, he will have to ensure that she has a wardrobe for her use, and that it is filled with various pieces of clothing for her to use. And of course, he realizes that she has her own clothes, but he would like to begin making this place her home as well. ]

[shepherdtostars]

[ She glances up at him for a brief moment, turning so he might be able to help with the folds and tucks at the back of her dress. Her tail moves to the side as to not hinder him as well. Once done, she turns to face him again with her hands folded together in front of her. ]

I'll be certain to impress that on her.

[ A slight blush takes her face at his suggestion. She looks down, fingers starting to twist around one another in her nervous habit. ]

That would most certainly be better once Thisru has gone to bed.

[ Although, she cannot help but wonder if she should continue to share a room with Aymeric. Of course, she wishes to, especially if they are to be wed. Yet, is that what he would wish? She finds herself going back and forth wondering what might be too far into one direction or another. ]

[thewayforpeace]

Truth be told, this house has been empty save for myself and what remains of the family staff, so it will be a welcome change to have life within these walls once more.

[ Not that the house has been lacking in life, exactly, but it has been rather quiet. All three of them who have lived here for so long are accustomed to it, but on the occasions that Aymeric speaks candidly with the steward and the maid, and vice versa, all three have expressed an interest in the house not being so quiet any longer. ]

Then that is how it will be. [ And he means to welcome her to his room and his bed for as long as she wishes. What is his is also hers, and he means to withhold nothing from her, including himself if that is what she desires. ]

[shepherdtostars]

Was it always so empty? Even when your parents were here with you?

[ In her mind, the Borels were his parents. Thordan and his mistress may have been the ones who brought Aymeric into the world, but they were not the ones that gave him home and love. Even then, she knows that Aymeric has always felt something for his late-birth father. That reason alone is why she will not speak in detail of how the battle with Thordan went.

Her ears lay down ever so slightly underneath her hat. It seems such a lonely life, but, perhaps it was more of an intimate familial relationship then. She turns to cast her gaze over the sitting room once more. It is clear that the manor had been designed for a family larger than just one son... had the Borels been unable to have a child of their own? Had they lost their heir in the war of the dragons?

In the end, she supposes it may not matter much. Aymeric was certainly a blessing to the Borels, and saw him no different than a child of their own bloodlines. She feels that perhaps he inherited more than names, titles, and a home from them. Something far more precious and deep. Yet, she would need to come to understand the Borels better to be certain. Especially if she is to marry into their family legacy.

Alkaid turns back to him and nods quietly to his next statement. Of course, he had already once said that he more than welcomed sharing his room with her. Part of her simply cannot help but wonder what will change now that they are betrothed. She would hope nothing, but, that small part of her feels as if it would be best to act as one of his culture should. The minor debate within her settles upon that notion, knowing that he would say he desires something, but ultimately would act on the more traditional.

She reaches forward to squeezes his hand gently. ]

Then, I will see you at dinner--and let K'thisru know to be on her way as soon as she can.

[thewayforpeace]

[ He shakes his head. ] Quite the opposite, in fact. When they were alive, this house was rarely still or quiet. They always were rather sociable, not to mention well-liked by most.

[ He has wondered on occasion if they would be sad to see their home so empty and quiet. But it seems to him that to think along those lines for too long is only borrowing trouble. She is not wrong in any of her suppositions about the Borels or about Thordan. Aymeric has a great deal of love for the ones who raised him, and no small amount of longing for a relationship that is no longer possible.

The Borels were a blessing to him, and he desperately wishes he could say the same for Thordan. But perhaps that is the remnant of the foolish hopes of a much younger man.

His expression shifts to a more pensive look as he thinks back to those early, happier days, and then the days that came following their passing. Ultimately, he decides that it is best not to dwell on such gloomy topics, and of course, he would not bore her with them either.

So he gives her a warm smile and a nod. ]

I look forward to seeing you both.

[shepherdtostars]

( cont here )