(Originally an RP Prompt reply on Tumblr)
“You know he’s my lover, right?” Khaeris grinned, her dimples deepening, though she glanced away, thinking the question through. “I feel good about him.Things are really good, for the most part. There’s some reservations, but when aren’t there?
“He’s a good man, better than I deserve. He’s been good to me. He has always been very patient with me. And he listens to me. More carefully and more open than anyone in my life. Somedays that’s such a wonderful feeling,” her impish grin flashed cheekily, “then other days I want to throw something at him because he oftens reads me better than anyone does. There’s no hiding things with...
The evening was quiet, and Khaeris couldn’t remember ever being this content. Twilight had passed, and her wagon was lit by soft magelights turned to a sleepy glow. Andaeros was at the fold-out table behind her. Sunny was curled up next to the man, snoring in that tiny panda way of his. Dinner was finished and the scene was something out of a dream. Even washing up was nice, and Khaeris took a conscious moment to enjoy the warmth of the soapy water over her skin.
“I love you.” Andaeros’s voice was warm with simple statement, unburdened and unconcerned. Familiar. As if the words came easily and often to him.
They had never come to Khaeris’s ears, though, and she stiffened slightly as a shock ran up her spine. The moment...