Hesitantly, Frankie dismounted, appearing far more relaxed as he planted himself firmly back onto stable footing. Maker,he hated horses.
[color=#c14700]“...This is why you are going to be a fine King, Garryn.” [/color]It may have sounded cheap, but the taller man meant it. [color=#c14700]“Wise, beyond your years,” [/color]he’d add, fingers pressing and then massaging small circles at the temples. [color=#c14700]“Trust me, behind, so rudely awakened in misery. Even worse when hungover. They are only lucky my wife had already risen early, otherwise I’d be later for having to bathe to rid myself of their innards.”[/color] Frankie chuckled heartily. The force of nature that was his other half had been his anchor these years. [color=#c14700]“Trust me on another matter. Find not just a partner of the heart, but a partner of the everyday. It makes the days far smoother when you have someone alongside you who can help you shoulder the burden.”[/color] Suddenly, he made a face. [color=#c14700]“I’m going to need that whisky. I’m entirely too emotional from the trauma of this morning.” [/color]
He followed in step with the young King, eyes adjusting, blinking at the light while taking in the surroundings. His eyes would occasionally linger over some of the dwarf’s repairs, appreciating the craftsmanship. Even in dire circumstances they still held their heads up with pride, their work a prime example of their resilience.
[color=#c14700]“Oh as long as I don’t have to ride horseback much, it’s been divine.” [/color]He’d return. Some sarcasm filled the tone, but there was no malice. [color=#c14700]“My oldest is due to be married. I suppose I should try to get used to this frigid air, but you’re right. A fireside would be preferred.”[/color]
[color=#c14700]“...This is why you are going to be a fine King, Garryn.” [/color]It may have sounded cheap, but the taller man meant it. [color=#c14700]“Wise, beyond your years,” [/color]he’d add, fingers pressing and then massaging small circles at the temples. [color=#c14700]“Trust me, behind, so rudely awakened in misery. Even worse when hungover. They are only lucky my wife had already risen early, otherwise I’d be later for having to bathe to rid myself of their innards.”[/color] Frankie chuckled heartily. The force of nature that was his other half had been his anchor these years. [color=#c14700]“Trust me on another matter. Find not just a partner of the heart, but a partner of the everyday. It makes the days far smoother when you have someone alongside you who can help you shoulder the burden.”[/color] Suddenly, he made a face. [color=#c14700]“I’m going to need that whisky. I’m entirely too emotional from the trauma of this morning.” [/color]
He followed in step with the young King, eyes adjusting, blinking at the light while taking in the surroundings. His eyes would occasionally linger over some of the dwarf’s repairs, appreciating the craftsmanship. Even in dire circumstances they still held their heads up with pride, their work a prime example of their resilience.
[color=#c14700]“Oh as long as I don’t have to ride horseback much, it’s been divine.” [/color]He’d return. Some sarcasm filled the tone, but there was no malice. [color=#c14700]“My oldest is due to be married. I suppose I should try to get used to this frigid air, but you’re right. A fireside would be preferred.”[/color]
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