Daddy's Gonna Be So Proud

I would hope I wouldn’t have to kidnap my own wife.

… Although he had to arch his brow at Bolg.

… Although he had to arch his brow at Bolg.

"I can t-think of no arrangement among these three that would not be awkward, and cause someone to be angry.  I mean, it would be my p-preference to marry a woman — therefore Kala — and since poor Papa received the ban last time, this time I shall let him have the kiss.  Bolg… would probably prefer to have nothing to do with me if it were not required of him, so I do not think he would mind if he were left out of my blanket-fort."

"I can t-think of no arrangement among these three that would not be awkward, and cause someone to be angry.  I mean, it would be my p-preference to marry a woman — therefore Kala — and since poor Papa received the ban last time, this time I shall let him have the kiss.  Bolg… would probably prefer to have nothing to do with me if it were not required of him, so I do not think he would mind if he were left out of my blanket-fort."

… Although he had to arch his brow at Bolg.

Ada shocked 

Or did Bolg not have the spikes at the time? If he didn't that means they are removable and that solves a lot of our problems.

1. A loosely fitting dress shirt and dress pants 2. Only a hoodie that’s too big 3. A maid outfit 4. A sexy nurse’s outfit 5. Lingerie 6. Thigh high boots and underwear 7. Your muse’s oversized shirt 8. Bunny ears and white briefs with bunny tail attached to back of them 9. A pair of boxers 10. Very tight clothes

*sighs and puts them in a small chest with the others*  ”C-clearly, someone thinks I have a very dull bed-life.”

Sergey Filonenko

"O…one of… soldiers," Rossiel wheezed, rubbing her bruised throat.  "Said… s-said he suspected we weren’t… 'doing our d-duty' and… and wanted to check…”  A shiver ran all up and down the little Elf at the thought.  ”Didn’t… didn’t get far.  Niphredil brought h-help.”

Still, the gentle treatment did much to quell Rossiel’s trembling, and it was a wonder that one so big and fearsome who, moments ago, had just planted someone’s severed head outside could be so delicate with her.

He’d finished cleaning her. He sat back on his heels and looked her over. “We’re moving on again in the morning,” he told her. “Our elders are predicting a harsh winter and we’re retreating into the mountains before the storms hit. The caves there are warmed by the fires our creator gave the world- his gifts will keep us alive while his curse will keep away any who mean us harm.”

For Bolg, it only took a day.

She gave him a dubious look.  ”All the s-same, I’m going to keep p-pressure on this… flesh wound of yours until s-someone can get here with… with salve and bandages.”

His face softened at the thought. Never before had anyone depended so fully on him living for their own life. True, his people relied on him, and Moon Moon, but if he were to fall others would take his place. Rossiel had him to protect her, and Niphredil, and Daddy, and no one else.