[francel reaches out to help aymeric remove his clothes, but, well... he looks at the semen on his hands and has to reconsider. he flops back uselessly against the pillows.
he thinks on his time at the scholasticate — upset, unsure of himself, uncertain of his path, angry with the world, longing for haurchefant, thinking that the fury would fill the void in his heart... and then he looks at aymeric, and of how much happiness being at borel manor has given him, and smiles a dreamy smile.]
Lord Francel of House Borel? [it's a question.] Or... Ser Aymeric of House Haillenarte? [he laughs. that's a funny thought.]
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[francel reaches out to help aymeric remove his clothes, but, well... he looks at the semen on his hands and has to reconsider. he flops back uselessly against the pillows.
he thinks on his time at the scholasticate — upset, unsure of himself, uncertain of his path, angry with the world, longing for haurchefant, thinking that the fury would fill the void in his heart... and then he looks at aymeric, and of how much happiness being at borel manor has given him, and smiles a dreamy smile.]
Lord Francel of House Borel? [it's a question.] Or... Ser Aymeric of House Haillenarte? [he laughs. that's a funny thought.]