#c:prisca

@faithfullyyours-prisca

@faithfullyyours-prisca

It took a while --that seemed eternal-- for the both of them to give in. He had always been honest to his wife and he knew this would not be the same if he did not continue to be so. He had remained almost completely silent since they arrived home. They only exchanged a couple of words before Prisca joined him in the bath. He received her with a rueful smile, as he felt the warm water rising when she let her body sink in, in front of his. His fingers idly caressed the soft skin of her legs, rediscovering the shape of his wife’s body that once had been more than familiar. “When I lost my crew,” he began lowly, averting his gaze from her eyes in a pensive manner. “I ventured into free folk territory, unknowingly.” He clenched his jaw, deeply considering the direction in which he desired to project his words. Oberon continued to reveal what had happened, leaving aside useless details and focusing on the subject that annoyed him the most. “Her name is Caliana,” he said, and heard his own voice as if someone spoke to him from afar, not daring to look into his wife’s eyes just yet. “She wanted to keep me alive, as long as I proved myself useful.”  

@faithfullyyours-prisca​

He observed his wife from afar, as she talked and apologized to the person the kid had run into. Her smile was as bright as always and Oberon felt drawn to her, he needed to embrace his wife and not let her go. The man covered his head with his ragged cloak and keeping his head lowered, carefully approached the blonde woman when the other person left. Prisca rushed behind the kid and Oberon cursed quietly to himself, having to step closer quickly. The guard accompanying Lady Deyes glared at Oberon and he let a moment pass before approaching once again. 

Making sure the guard was distracted, he walked towards her, now with caution. “A child’s curiosity has no rest, huh?” He resisted the urge of looking into her eyes, and instead paid attention to the kid’s laughter as he chased a pigeon.