[ There is a part of him that longs for a simpler kind of life. Even though he has been raised among those who are quite well-to-do, or at least equipped with the means to live comfortably, there are times when he admits that he tires of the political intrigues and the near constant grappling for power and position. To be an ordinary man, even a village man is something he cannot imagine, but it seems quite attractive to him regardless.
And if she has so much that she wishes to tell him, the same is true for him. He has not had many companions, and naturally Estinien cannot always be there. Nor does his friend have much patience for longwinded conversation. Not that Aymeric would ask him to, but there are times when he wishes he had another that he could speak with.
And no sooner do those words leave him then he wonders if perhaps saying them now was far too premature. That they have known each other across many different lives seems clear enough, but in this one, they have only just begun and yet here he is making declarations of love. But it does not feel wrong to do so, and even if he could call the words back, he knows that he would not.
He does love her, and he wants to protect her, but above all of that, he wishes to have a life alongside her. For now, the only thing on his mind is kissing her and showing her all the love that he can through his actions. His hands also move so that they are touching her hair, being careful not to tug or pull, but simply touching the strands with care.
Have they done this before? It seems so familiar to him, but the memory of it seems so far away. Perhaps they have not been together like this in a long time, longer than either of them can understand. If that is the case, then it seems as though they both have much catching up to do. ]
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And if she has so much that she wishes to tell him, the same is true for him. He has not had many companions, and naturally Estinien cannot always be there. Nor does his friend have much patience for longwinded conversation. Not that Aymeric would ask him to, but there are times when he wishes he had another that he could speak with.
And no sooner do those words leave him then he wonders if perhaps saying them now was far too premature. That they have known each other across many different lives seems clear enough, but in this one, they have only just begun and yet here he is making declarations of love. But it does not feel wrong to do so, and even if he could call the words back, he knows that he would not.
He does love her, and he wants to protect her, but above all of that, he wishes to have a life alongside her. For now, the only thing on his mind is kissing her and showing her all the love that he can through his actions. His hands also move so that they are touching her hair, being careful not to tug or pull, but simply touching the strands with care.
Have they done this before? It seems so familiar to him, but the memory of it seems so far away. Perhaps they have not been together like this in a long time, longer than either of them can understand. If that is the case, then it seems as though they both have much catching up to do. ]