#gw2fanfic

[jaearden]

“The guards might hear,” was her only protest. “Then you should endeavor to be quiet,” he replied.

[jaearden]

LOOK AT THIS CANACH CODED HOTEL ROOM! Now go read or reread Canach Club: In Knots and In Pieces with that in mind.😉 In Knots:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

In Pieces:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[jaearden]

“Just go, you don’t have to suffer on my account. I’m not going anywhere.” Canach said to the Lionguard outside his cage, she was standing with her back stiff and thighs pressed tightly together.

[jaearden]

"I think," he began, stepping closer and bringing with him the faint scent of what was probably expensive cologne. "All you need are the nimble fingers of an experienced demolitions specialist." "Do you know where I can find one of those?"

[jaearden]

"The great Commander of the Pact, defender of Tyria," Canach said as his fingers tugged and worked at the knot at her back. "Slayer of gods, destroyer of fiends, tamer of dragons. Defeated," he paused dramatically, "by a knot."

[jaearden]

“They really let you wear that?” “What’s the matter, Commander? Afraid I might hug you to death?”

[jaearden]

“Oh, it's you,” the commander muttered crossing her arms over her chest. “Yes, me,” Canach replied brightly, leaning his forearm on the bars above his thorny head and peering out at her.

[jaearden]

“Listen, dandelion fluff, I’m telling you, when they come up here, act like you didn’t hear anything. Trust me, they aren’t in any danger.”