He did not offer his arm, or a hand, or anything else quite so gentlemanly. Instead his arm went around her shoulders, pulling her close to lead her from his study as if she were a kid again and neither of them were many thousands of years old.
Athera was led out into the greenhouse, the air thick with the scent of rare flowers, and those not so rare, in their spring blooms. Many of these were the very same that Cian had studied years ago, and now, so too would the young of this generation. He led her to a standing swing, settling them on it. It was a favorite place of his to sit and eat his lunch if he did not take it at his desk. Just across from the Harlot's Blush.
There is one, yes. Though I admit that I did not have much of a hand in it's creation. I helped them to draft a few plans during the reconstruction but... the repository is more my doing. I'm sure that Silas will have no end of ideas for it when he awakens, though.
Athera was led out into the greenhouse, the air thick with the scent of rare flowers, and those not so rare, in their spring blooms. Many of these were the very same that Cian had studied years ago, and now, so too would the young of this generation. He led her to a standing swing, settling them on it. It was a favorite place of his to sit and eat his lunch if he did not take it at his desk. Just across from the Harlot's Blush.
Do you wish to speak of it, or let it be for the time being?Faelyn knew there had to be something on her mind for her to suddenly seek him out. He'd been awake for nearly four years, and it was not the best kept secret in the world that he existed within the walls of the repository.
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