@ThcSummerKing If the halls aren’t empty he’ll fight anyone who might get in their way. But in the mean time he’ll settle for slipping under the covers.
@ThcSummerKing "No, she didn't. Although I quite think that's actually a sign that she doesn't believe I'm oaf." Loras muses as he takes a half step away from Renly as they walk outside so as not to appear too close.
@ThcSummerKing "But I /am/ fond of you, so there's no need to worry. Though you should hear what my grandmother says about her own grandchildren. She gave them nicknames, did you know?"
Loras chuckles back before starting to lead them towards the grounds outside.
@ThcSummerKing He placed his hands over Renly's leaning back into the other man's chest.
"Should we take a walk around the grounds? I hear Horace might be out practicing his archery today and it's been too long since I've laughed."
∱ @ThcSummerKing ∱ — conversation that had no more meaning than a mummer’s farce and hoped this could be a way to create some common ground. The Lord of Storm’s End would have the most say in how his training might proceed, more even than the master-at-arms —
@ThcSummerKing "I'm quite sure it only applies to someone who has actually been knighted." Loras chuckles and nudges Renly's side, knowing quite well the man is only jesting.
∱ @ThcSummerKing ∱ — Evidently their conversation hadn’t been as private as the new squire had thought.
“I mean no disrespect,” Loras said, though he knew that wasn’t entirely true. “Lord Renly has done our House a great favor by agreeing to take me as a —