rakishlyhandsome:
“What?” Well, that hadn’t been where he meant to go with this. “No, I’m not going to do that. I’m not even punishing you. I just thought you were being kind of rude. Sorry, I guess I forgot my place. Or your place. Or… hm.”
All of Perein’s annoyance washed away. He didn’t mean to make Misera think he was going to cull him. He clapped his hands together. “Let’s just forget the whole confusing ordeal, shall we?’
Misera nodded, and started for the other room. This was starting to embarrass him more than usual. “I assume you won’t ever need anything like that again, then,” he said, somewhat bitterly, thinking just as cruelly that if Perein was going to dismiss it so quickly, maybe he could get away with it again.
But, ugh. Why would he want to? That was humiliating enough. “I’ll make something to eat, or something, sir. What do you want?”

















