[ Alkaid smiles up at her betrothed, hand squeezing his once more. Aymeric has ever been a servant of Ishgard; merely changing the titles and duties in which he serves her. He will ever be a Temple Knight deep at heart.
She eases into his hold and leans into his side. In truth, she should have a few days of rest to gather her strength and aether back after the extensive trial that was Aymeric's tempering. Yet, that is not the reality at hand, and she will not beg for it to be so. Those she calls family and friends are under attack and she cannot sleep well knowing it.
Aymeric's question causes her ears to perk up once more. She looks between the Elezen. That is when she realizes it is not a need for gossip that the confirmation is being asked for. It is the searching for hope--something positive to hold onto during a time that strikes Ishgardians in their core. While she wishes their marriage to remain theirs and not of celebrity or fame...
How can she deny hope to any that need it?
Alkaid smiles at them then. She turns her head to look up at Aymeric. With a tug to get him to bend down, she pulls him into a far from chaste kiss. The younger Foretemps gasps at the confirmation and Alkaid cannot help but smile.]
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She eases into his hold and leans into his side. In truth, she should have a few days of rest to gather her strength and aether back after the extensive trial that was Aymeric's tempering. Yet, that is not the reality at hand, and she will not beg for it to be so. Those she calls family and friends are under attack and she cannot sleep well knowing it.
Aymeric's question causes her ears to perk up once more. She looks between the Elezen. That is when she realizes it is not a need for gossip that the confirmation is being asked for. It is the searching for hope--something positive to hold onto during a time that strikes Ishgardians in their core. While she wishes their marriage to remain theirs and not of celebrity or fame...
How can she deny hope to any that need it?
Alkaid smiles at them then. She turns her head to look up at Aymeric. With a tug to get him to bend down, she pulls him into a far from chaste kiss. The younger Foretemps gasps at the confirmation and Alkaid cannot help but smile.]