#unexpectedinlaws

Laughing, smiling, one hand in D'rorah's as they stepped through a portal Rumple was honestly happy as well as content. She was far enough along in her pregnancy to start showing just a bit, and the trip had gone quite well. Now though it was nice just to be home. “Well let's hope the contractors have all finished up, yes?” Turning she started to lean up to kiss the other woman before her eyes went wide hearing a voice.

Winter cold, masculine, and tinged with the same manic feel as Jester's voice there was a Fae male standing behind the two of them with a smirk somewhere between violence inducing and utterly delightful. “There's my exquisite Hunter of Hunter's! Welcome, welcome back. A pleasure indeed,so it is although perhaps it's I who should be welcomed yes? Ohhh come now you aren't going to be hiding things from me are you?” He had of course been speaking purely in their native language. If Rumple or her companion couldn't understand that was their problem.

That smile that had been on Rumple's face faded as she took one step to the side, and another step towards the man who was speaking as she turned to face him. Entirely glamour fading her wings flickered out for a moment before tucking in behind her back as she went down to one knee, head bowing, one hand on the floor and the other hand to her chest. “My Liege Lord. Your Hunter of Hunter's hides nothing, and welcomes you to house, and hearth.” Rumple responded in the same exact language as it became quickly obvious she never even considered refusing him, and that despite it having been hundred of years since she was last in the Courts somethings never went away.