♗ for a tip for getting my muses romantic affection
♖ for one of my muses guilty pleasures
♞ for something that my muse wants to do
♟ for something my muse admires
☁ for something that make my muse sad
☂ for something my muse wants to protect
♨ for something that relaxes my muse
Loki gave a nod of understanding, respectfully keeping silent and not pressing on the matter (not that he wanted to, which he didn’t really). Frostbite would not harm him, but he knew he’d have to shift into his frost giant form to be able to take the full brunt of it, something he’d rather avoid. “I don’t have much of a limit on how far I can teleport, actually,” he said softly in response. “Where do you wish to go?”
"We need to go to my cottage," she murmured, sending him an image of her home, whitewashed and trailed with ivy. "I can’t use magic with them around; they’ll know it’s me and the second they do they’ll start chasing us. And you do not want to be chased by fey, believe me. You’d be one of the best prizes they’ve ever hunted."
Lilé eyed the gentleman warily. Nobility, clearly, but she was not keen to take orders from a man she barely knew. Even if he was powerful, in mortals’ eyes. Lilé’s fealty was to one and one alone: her uncle.
"And what if I inform you that I am able to fend for myself, sir? Regardless whether I 'heed your every order'?”
"We do not get exhausted my lady, but we will take a small rest from our duties whilst time allows us to do so," the king replies and follows along the dusty path towards the main hall of the large residence, his eyes surveying the sturdy stone walls that would withstand some attack, especially if he were to place archers at the top of the small turrets. "Are you alone here? Where is the lord of the manor?" he inquires with restrained curiosity. "We do hope that he is not fighting on our enemy’s side?"
Nodding graciously at the assembled servants as they enter through the solid wooden gate, Edward soon finds himself following her up the stairs to what appears to be a rather lavish reception room that speaks of some wealth to it’s owners. “We will take wine or ale my lady. With thanks,” he concedes politely to her offer. Then he sits down on a chair by the fire place. An amiable smile now graces his features as he points to the chair opposite him. "Please sit! Yes, we shall talk. We are quite surprised to find you here in the midst of the battle lines. Why has your husband not ensured your safety my lady?"
Lilé demurred from answering his first questions, simply smiling a little - as a young maiden often did - whilst they ascended the stairs and entered the reception chamber. She murmured to a servant to fetch some ale, and the maid nodded, curtseying before exiting the room.
Lilé then takes the seat opposite the king, hands in her lap. “My lord, I am unmarried. My father passed away unexpectedly before he could ensure a marriage for his only child. As such, I run this estate as best I can. The men here are loyal to me; I have never wronged them or deceived them. They are well-paid and live comfortably. The lord of the manor, thus, is me. Incorrect as my sex is, it falls to me to take charge of the estate.” Her eyes spark. “Are you surprised, Your Majesty?”
sexual preference: men in expensive suits with protective instincts
//I’ve just finished reading a biography of Edward III of England. I need to screech about medieval history with someone.
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Imagine your OTP falling asleep naked after they made love. In the middle of the night person A, who is the smaller one, wakes up because they are cold. They grab something from the floor, which happens to be a shirt from person B, who is significantly taller. In the morning, person B wakes up after person A, and sees them wearing their shirt and nothing else. You decide what happens next!
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