" Lost? Oh goodness, well that is no good. " , he is as much of a liar as she is. A small , almost meek smile, crossing his face.
" Where is it you were trying to head? I may be able to help. "
( * perhaps he spoke to soon. )
Your Grace. How are you today?
nine months kicking me in my ribs
just for her to make my own smug facial expressions back at me when she is annoyed
Of course , of course.
What is it you would like to speak about?
Oh well enough.
I apologize for not being where you might have thought.
It has been a busy morning.
⠀ ❦ ⎯ " 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 , 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 ? "
* 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐬 . Roman Emperor . Writer is 21 + . 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 . MDNI . 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 . Open to crossovers . *
𝕷 𝐀 𝐑 𝐘 𝐒
What a lovely change.
A quiet morning responding to letters , and looking over the reports from his ears here and there in the Red Keep.
