#blondenshy

[dual--wielding]

[Blondenshy] "Theres nothing to worry about. Learning how to waltz is pretty simple, if you have a good teacher that is." The guard tried to make Dante seem less nervous by telling a joke, not a very good one but his trying.

His his hand clasped in Garroth’s, he raised his head nervously from staring at their feet, wondering just how this was going to work. 

He had never learned to dance and embarrassing himself in front of the head guard wouldn’t be pleasant. Still. He couldn’t back out now. He didn’t want to disappoint Garroth either.

“I’m…clumsy,” he muttered, turning his head to avoid the man’s gaze.

[pcnumbral]

"Did the foreign prince/ss catch your eye?" [Blondenshy]

The boy looked up at him, eyes wide in bewilderment for a moment before he seemed to relax once he processed the question. “No. She didn’t. She was nice though.” 

He should give some indication he at least found the company of neighboring lord’s children pleasant, but truth be told, he didn’t. Sure, the girl was nice enough, but she was incredibly boring.

[pcnumbral]

[Blondenshy]The head guard eyes startled opened. He sat up on bed and hurriedly rubbed his eyes when hearing a babies cry. He looked down beside him and saw a sobbing baby Zenix. This has been the second time this night. "Shh shhh, its okay."

Usually he didn’t fuss when he was picked up, but this time, he was combative, hitting at Garroth’s chest. He was obviously uncomfortable. He gave up quickly though and buried his face against the man’s shoulder, crying uncontrollably.

Though he himself felt cold, his body was burning up, which was easily felt through his clothes.

[mask-ed]

🔅 [blodenshy]

✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

☼  Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.

The boy sat in front of Garroth patiently, feeling the brush run through his shoulder length hair. He glanced over his shoulder when it was taken away and took the opportunity to scoot closer.

[mask-ed]

Blondenshy]Garroth hummed as he walked past the border of the small village, waving to the guard on patrol.After a few minutes, he was near his destination. But when he arrived, he almost screeched like a giddy five yearold. He ran to his brother.

Hearing the fast approaching, the man looked up from his spot on the ground in front of one of the rows in the garden. He smiled when he realized who it was, letting his shoulders relax.

‘Hello, Garroth.’

[pcnumbral]

Shh, it was just a dream okay? None of it was real. [Blondenshy]

No matter the man’s comforting words, the kid was still shaking pretty bad on the bed beside him, nails dug into sheets with his heart beating out of his chest.

His eyes were wide, staring through the darkness at his father. Slowly, he loosened his grip on the blanket and scooted back a bit, letting out a sharp breath.

[mask-ed]

[Blondenshy] Garroth strolled through the path that led to his younger brothers house. He hummed to himself while spotting some flowers and bees. When he finally spotted the small cottage he smiled. Garroth walked towards Vylad, he was in his garden.

The man looked up as soon as he heard footsteps nearing his cabin, raising his head to see his brother walking up the path. Considering he had built the place himself, it actually looked…fairly nice. And it seemed he was cultivating a small, but decent garden.

He offered a slow smile and sat the vegetables he had been gathering into a basket on the ground.

‘Hello, Garroth.’

[pcnumbral]

👶 [blondenshy]

My muse is a child. Send 👶 to be their babysitter.

The toddler looked up at Garroth innocently, letting out a happy sound before putting his thumb in his mouth.