@haludh has written: a kiss on the forehead. <3
She is lucky to get away with such a thing, that winsome Inquisitor. If anyone else were to threaten the Warden-Commander with standing on their tiptoes to give him a peck, he would be giving them a huff in response. But it is Lanaya, and that foxlike grin she leaves him with after her honey-warmth blesses his skin is poetic. He feels her fingers slowly brush through his waves until they settle back against his forehead. She is in a good mood today, it seems, and what a lovely thing to be greeted with; her emerald eyes seem to glow all the more because of it, and not just due to her mark.
“You seem rather chipper for so chilly a morning. Might I ask what it is that has you grinning like a girl who just stole an extra sweet roll from the kitchens?” Not that the answer mattered, he was charmed by her presence nonetheless, and he cannot help but take her hands up in his. It is truly moments like these where the breach in the sky and the taint in his blood are forgotten, and they can simply…be.












