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|| My experience with PF2E has not been positive so far... We keep nearly dying for what feels like no reason at all and it's such a slog so far to make sure we're all taking optimal turns. And we still nearly died three times in a row, I don't understand... π₯²
@SolemnSeaWitch envelop her queen. Finally letting all emotion out that had built over years. With a whimper, she finally broke the seal on River's lip,
"--I love you--" she finally informed her. "I love you so much...--"
@SolemnSeaWitch and excited like water breaking on the boughs. Then, kisses were returned. Plural. Peppering River's lips with nervous kisses of Alaje's own, until the merchant's need or courage won out and her lips clamped down over River's.
Alaje's embrace didn't tighten, so much as--
@SolemnSeaWitch moments of silence, Alaje slowly took the fresh blanket from River's fingers. "Now I've gotten you all wet," she said, with a melancholic tone and smile.
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A deluge was going on outside. No wind, just rain.
There was a knock on River's door, too polite to be yet more villagers. Alaje's greeting voice broke through the din of splashing water just barely. --
@SolemnSeaWitch Alaje shifted her hand to the nape of River's neck to hold her against him. Her brow was setting at the thought. When the words would not come, she simply shifted arm to River's back to comfort her and not discourage her, and squeezing her without throttling her.
After--
@SolemnSeaWitch brow knotted with concern. Wet dress be damned, Alaje stepped forward to wrap her arms around River's neck. "He was honorable to the end.."
@SolemnSeaWitch mildly weathered paper with delicate fingers, her brow furrowing as she mumbled through the contents.
Completing the letter, she solemnly lay it back on the desk, flattening the wilting edges with care and just a hint of anxiety.
She turned back to River, eyes big and--
Alaje's eyes shot to an inoccupied corner of the room, hiding a teasing snicker in the back of her throat at River's reaction.
"I only jest, my Queen," she said, joining up behind River with a smile and looking into the mirror from River's side. "But playing dress-up is--
Coldborn: When a mother has struggled with childbirth, sometimes she is blessed with a human child with an ophidian twin who protects them in the womb. Once born, these siblings remain cold-blooded and so are called 'coldborn'.
As River admired herself in the mirror, Alaje watched with great enjoyment. "So, my queen," she said, making a point of observing the various details closely, "Any special occasions...? You've not gotten engaged while I wasn't looking, have you...?"