posting a wee wip extract with the intention it will hold me accountable to finishing this soon.
blacksmith Vi/knight Cait. just two dudes falling[fallen] in love.
would include the title but i have 8k words of fic and am still no closer to that.
āI came to thank you,ā Kiramman says. āYou were of great assistance to me recently.ā Vi shifts where he stands, uncertain how to respond. āGratitude. What might that be for?ā āAre you familiar with Ser Salo?ā āUnfortunately,ā he says, before he can stop himself. Kirammanās unphased by his blatant dislike of a Lord far above his own station. "Quite,ā Kiramman says, no hesitation. āI had a run-in with him, of a sort, yesterday. An unpleasant one.ā "Is there any other kind, when it comes to Salo?ā Another lip twitch. Vi swallows around the realisation that he's insulted a knightāa high-bornāin front of another. Twice, essentially. Kiramman doesnāt correct him. For the second time. āPerhaps it wonāt surprise you to learn he is no less tolerable in a tourney than he is outside of one.ā āA tourney.ā āThe lists,ā Kiramman adds. āJousting.ā āYouāre being literal. When you say run-in.ā āEveryone knows heās⦠rather a snake, to put it mildly. Turns out he reinforces the tips of his lances. Lead, it seems.ā āThatās...ā āAgainst regulations?ā āI was going to say fucked, but I thought it might be rude. Ser.ā Kirammanās face shifts marginally once more, then settles. Vi feels himself inching closer to actually being able to make him smile. One day. āI recently found myself on the receiving end of it. Unfortunately.ā āYouā¦ā āYour armour saved my life, I think.ā Vi scrunches his hands into fists, and releases. He wants to shake himself, but that will have to do. Nothing about this conversationāthat heās having it, nor whatās being saidāmakes any sense. He looks Kiramman up and down a moment. The shirt, the breeches, the boots. His gaze returns to his face; the composure there, and his posture. His strong jaw, his even shoulders⦠His shoulders. Heās slouching, marginally. Lilting inwards on his left side. Vi takes a half-step forward. āAre you injured, Ser?ā
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