Oct 25, 2022
who: @lcngreiign - wylla where: their private quarters
“gods i hate this place.” domeric shifted uncomfortably in his finery. “surrounded by a bunch of cunts who think their shits smell of roses.” he glanced up at his wife, and didn’t his heart flutter at the sight of her. “not to mention the weather is... strange. i don’t like it.” though he had to give the heat its due as his beautiful wife didn’t need to wear furs to keep warm and he could pass off his blushes as caused by the heat rather than her radiance.