[ Such a smart-arse. That's fine, he expected as much and prepared for it. ]
It is.
[ He rises, taking a covered platter with him in one hand as he walks to Adar and sets it down nearby. Leaning in, he drops a soft kiss to the scarred skin where hair should grow. ]
But for a far stronger child to be born, as is true custom, I will need you willing.
[ The cover is lifted from the tray: elven broth, the same as what the marchwardens served, and clean water. It practically has its own little atmosphere of purity at the table. ]
no subject
It is.
[ He rises, taking a covered platter with him in one hand as he walks to Adar and sets it down nearby. Leaning in, he drops a soft kiss to the scarred skin where hair should grow. ]
But for a far stronger child to be born, as is true custom, I will need you willing.
[ The cover is lifted from the tray: elven broth, the same as what the marchwardens served, and clean water. It practically has its own little atmosphere of purity at the table. ]