#achroix

Jay stood at the front of the long line of armed soldiers, stance straight and perfect as he gave a salute to their King. Today was the day the princess, Snow White, was to meet her fiancé for the first time, so of course, arrangements have been made for the other kingdom's grand welcoming. Coming in first was the princess of his home, who just happened to be his childhood best friend. He was the son of a previous Knight in the court who retired, so naturally, he did spend some time in the castle as a young lad, and consequently met Snow when she was young as well. Ever since then, they've played together and grew up together, up until Jay's own swearing in into the court. He gave the young woman a knowing smile as she passed him, his stance still straight but his eyes aimed at her. @achroix

It was pure coincidence that Ragnar had stumbled on the young woman during his hunt in the forest. A delighted smile spread over his features as he sauntered towards her. “When I set out to catch something for the night, I had not thought of this.”, a teasing edge to his tone and mischief dancing in his blue eyes.

It’s 7:40 am. Drag me to bed please.

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“What ..?”, he croaked and screwed his eyes shut against the agony that trying to speak caused. 

Damien scoffed, “No, ‘course not. But I don’t really have a choice 'ere, do I?” Time has only become more cruel to the young man, letting him land in circumstances like this that practically stripped him of his freedom. Oh god, things can’t get any worse, right?

His smile changed into a smirk. Almost mocking, but not quite, laced with curiosity. “Do you now?”

Jay leaned back against her, using her shoulder as a pillow as he relaxed. “I hope I’m not too heavy for you,” he said with a small smile, a part of him trying to hold up so his entire weight wasn’t on the girl, but wanting to fall asleep already, even like this. It was… comforting.