“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
There is something about this one that screams Canach to me 😏 (but if you feel like it fits another pairing better, go wild!)
Oh no, I 100% agree, that is a very Canach line :D (And this isn't a very long piece, sorry, but it's what my brain spawned into existence, so enjoy, I hope! :) ) Takes place at the very end of PoF.
Kerra, trained from almost the moment she awakened in combat, who has run through jungles and across pools of lava and glided through lightning storms, really doesn’t trip very often.
The party in Amnoon, where she’s dancing on the stage and just slightly tipsy, appears to be an exception to the rule.
Her feet slip on something and she falls off the edge, but the fall is even shorter than she’d anticipated—caught by someone strong and sure, who says in a familiar voice, “It seems the great Pact Commander has fainted.”
“Fainted?” Kerra splutters. “Is that what I did?”
“Straight into my arms,” Canach says, smirking as Kerra’s splutters turn to laughter. “You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
Kerra loops her own arms around Canach’s neck, leans up just a little, and puts all the cocky certainty she can into her voice as she grins. “I know.”
There’s a flicker of relief, one that hasn’t left since Skimshallow Cove, that accompanies his affectionate joy as he leans down to kiss her.
