May I have some super wholesome Renfrey please?
𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐲(𝐬)
Though Godfrey hardly indulges in it, he's quite the storyteller. Rennala loves to hear about tales from his campaigns and he regales her with them. Every time she asks, he always indulges her.
The customs of Raya Lucaria are foreign to Godfrey; they bond over her attempts to teach him their ways... to hilariously disastrous effects.
Only a select few are privy to Godfrey's true name since his ascension to Elden Lord. Rennala has the honor of joining their ranks.
She isn't... terrified of Serosh per se; she does wonder whether or not he's become what her Red Wolf essentially is to her: an emotional support animal. Embraces him nonetheless.
Both Godfrey and Rennala are amused at the way Radahn fawns over the former Elden Lord.
Rennala has gifted Godfrey with his own set of robes and a Glintstone Crown. Three guesses as to what happened to them.
Few have had the honor of touching his beloved axe. Congratulations, Rennala, you're part of that select few again!
Rennala has made him try her crown on. It gave him a headache and looked silly. Laughter was had. Never again, dearest Rennala.
She accidentally slipped and called him sweeting; Godfrey didn't protest and that's all she ever calls him, now.
It warms his heart to hear Rennala let out a shy giggle and hide her red cheeks when he pulls her into his arms. She thinks it so childlike her reaction but he positively adores it.
Godfrey doesn't know it (the Carian Crew does, though) but she's commissioned a Moon Greatsword just for him. Radahn cannot wait to see the look on his face.














