Jan 27, 2019
“I sleep better if you’re around.” Krie and Ari >8^3c
It was better if he left, Ari thought, he had already caused a scene for the King and Queen. What good would it do if he stayed? A watched pot would never boil. Nothing would change Krie’s state. But just as he rose to leave the bedchambers a weak gasp rattled from under the covers. Concern and panic flitted through the smaller elf’s chest as he leaned over to check on his partner. From beneath the blankets a hand wrapped loosely around Ari’s wrist, soft but firm. Even softer was Krie’s voice, but it meant the world to Ari he would even speak.
“Please stay, I sleep better if you’re around”
“Of course, princeling, of course”
