CLOSED STARTER for @whiskykisses
Krish had to stop visiting the Siren’s Nest, they didn’t have the funds to continue doing so, depending at least on how long the siege of the Crown would last. It was already lasting deep into their funds. But this was what was needed to keep them from stealing a boat and sailing off to kill some soldiers of the Queen simply because their fingers were twitchy.
They were in fact, twitching. Their fingers brushing over Matias’ forearm, up to his biceps, enjoying the sight and the warmth. They were drunk on the beauty all around them. Not just the Sirens themselves, but the whole place. Where the world outside of these doors looked paper thin, the Siren’s Nest was like a full book, written with love.
“Let me tell you a story, it’s about dragons.”
















