I cannot accept an apology from you, Lord Francel, you've noting to apologize for.
[Aymeric moves and wraps his arms around Francel too in a mirroring motion. When was the last time he'd truly hugged someone? Besides the lustful holds and cloying embraces he'd had with Estinien and nameless nobles...
He was coming up blank. Perhaps he'd been a child the last time.
He leaned in and savored this. He buries his face in Francel's hair, shielding him from the world for the moment. He speaks so that only francel can hear.]
Forgive me my gluttony, I would repent later with you if you would like, but I think we should take a bottle of wine away into a room with a door.
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[Aymeric moves and wraps his arms around Francel too in a mirroring motion. When was the last time he'd truly hugged someone? Besides the lustful holds and cloying embraces he'd had with Estinien and nameless nobles...
He was coming up blank. Perhaps he'd been a child the last time.
He leaned in and savored this. He buries his face in Francel's hair, shielding him from the world for the moment. He speaks so that only francel can hear.]
Forgive me my gluttony, I would repent later with you if you would like, but I think we should take a bottle of wine away into a room with a door.