( she presses his crystal back into his hands; rises up on her toes and presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, not thrilled about this but not unhappy enough to hold onto it when their time together is limited and seeing him off in anger would be—
just like them, if she's honest, but not preferable. and, well.
her father tried to have him fucking killed. they are both bringing complicated family to the table, here. she knows. )
I told you they wouldn't like it, ( she murmurs, touching his arm. ) You tread carefully.
( will he? will he fuck, probably, but she's spent most of their relationship giving him warnings he's ignored, and vice versa, so that's as may be. she's not leaving, because it's her bedroom, but she will allow them the illusion of privacy while she attends to her dressing instead of, as she'd briefly been tempted to do, immediately having a maid informed they did not need to set a place for provost thranduil after all. )
no subject
( she presses his crystal back into his hands; rises up on her toes and presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, not thrilled about this but not unhappy enough to hold onto it when their time together is limited and seeing him off in anger would be—
just like them, if she's honest, but not preferable. and, well.
her father tried to have him fucking killed. they are both bringing complicated family to the table, here. she knows. )
I told you they wouldn't like it, ( she murmurs, touching his arm. ) You tread carefully.
( will he? will he fuck, probably, but she's spent most of their relationship giving him warnings he's ignored, and vice versa, so that's as may be. she's not leaving, because it's her bedroom, but she will allow them the illusion of privacy while she attends to her dressing instead of, as she'd briefly been tempted to do, immediately having a maid informed they did not need to set a place for provost thranduil after all. )