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navybrat817 · 1 year

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Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Andy Barber x Female Reader Summary: You give Andy a call, but may have more questions than answers. Word Count: Over 1.3k Warnings: No major warnings. Reader is broke (is that a warning?), Andy Barber (he's a warning, okay?) A/N: Follow up to Keep the Change and building this world! Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby (thank you!), but any and all mistakes are my own. Moodboard by yours truly, divider by the amazing @firefly-graphics, and warning banner by the wonderful @sgt-seabass. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are welcome!

You weren’t sure how you made it through the rest of your shift when all you wanted to do was call Andy. It was late by the time you got home and refused to disturb him at that time. You couldn’t sleep though. Not when your mind raced with the possibilities of what the potential job could be.

Maybe he needs a personal assistant. Could I handle someone that handsome being my boss?

Researching Andy on the internet didn’t calm your thoughts. From what you gathered, he had practiced law before he invested in a friend’s real estate company. When that took off, he invested in additional real estate and a range of various businesses and companies. He did well for himself, but you refused to look at his speculated net worth.

It’s not like he’s going to hand any of his cash directly over to me.

Andy was also single. At least, he wasn't married anymore. A quiet divorce before he made his money. You could only imagine how difficult it had to be for him to date. How many people wanted his money and nothing more?

A man as handsome as him, you couldn't picture him sleeping alone. Was it wrong that your gaze lingered on a few photos of him in his suits? Was his beard as soft as it looked?

You decided to call him the next morning. Normally you would have had your first cup of coffee consumed by then, but you didn’t want to be jittery on the call. Your fingers drummed nervously on the counter anyway as you waited for him to answer. Maybe it was too early. Or maybe he was like you and needed caffeine before he conversed with others.

“This is Andy,” the deep voice rang through the phone once he picked up.

“Hi,” your voice cracked. Cringing, you pulled the phone away to clear your throat. “Sorry about that.”

“Hi, honey. Don’t be sorry. I was expecting your call,” his voice softened, a bashful smile forming on your face when he recognized your voice.

A smile that quickly shifted to a yawn.

This call is off to a wonderful start.

“You didn't just wake up, did you?” he asked. "Did you sleep okay?"

“I'm fine. I just haven’t had my caffeine yet,” you tried to joke.

“I know that feeling,” he chuckled. “I hope it wasn't rude of me to ask. I just want to make sure you’re getting enough rest.”

“So you overtip when someone stiffs me, you want to make sure I’m sleeping enough, and you have a possible job for me?” you asked.

You didn’t want to sound suspicious since he was nothing but kind to you. The question is why he’s so nice. You weren’t naive enough to ignore that he was somewhat of a powerful man. Probably liked being in control. Money could get people like him far. You, on the other hand, didn’t have any. Power, money, anything.

You didn’t want to be a charity case.

“You don’t trust my intentions,” he mused.

You bit the inside of your cheek as you thought of how to respond. Saying the wrong thing could cost you whatever he had to offer. On the other hand, transparency might be the best option.

“I want to trust your intentions. It’s just that most people today don’t display kindness without expecting something in return,” you said carefully, keeping the device at your ear as you grabbed a coffee mug out of the cupboard. “I don’t want to lump you in that category and I hope it doesn’t sound like I am. I think part of me is waiting for the other shoe to drop because my luck hasn’t been so great. I guess I’m being cautiously optimistic.”

Andy hummed on the other end of the line, but didn’t say anything.

You closed your eyes, an apology on the tip of your tongue as your stomach sank. Why did you have to say what you did? It didn't matter. Beneath the nerves, you were proud of yourself for answering truthfully.

Though at this point, you waited for Andy to tell you to get rid of his card and not call again.

Would it be a blessing if he stopped coming into the diner so you could save face, or a curse that you pissed off a great customer and might never see him again?

"I appreciate your honesty."

You opened your eyes and pulled the phone away for a second to look at it. Surely you misheard him. "You do?"

"Yes, I do. You wouldn't believe how many people tell me what they think I want to hear instead of the truth. Maybe they do it to spare my feelings or avoid confrontation, but it's a hindrance more than anything."

"So you prefer honesty?" you asked. "Even if it's something you don't want to hear?"

"One thing you'll learn about me is that I value honesty," he said.

You wondered how many other things you'd learn.

"An ex-lawyer who likes to hear the truth."

"You did your research on me," he said.

"I may have a little," you admitted, your cheeks hot when he chuckled again.

I can't think a laugh sounds sexy if I work for him.

"Research is a good thing. I would expect anyone to do so before switching jobs."

"Speaking of that," you began, eager to shift the conversation to work and not about looking him up on the internet. "You still haven't told me what this job is all about. I'm not even sure which business it's for."

"Do you have your resume ready?" he asked.

Why isn't he answering my question?

"I do," you answered, glancing at your printer where your recent copy was sitting. "Though I can't exactly tailor it to the specific job if I don't know what it is, Mr. Barber."

"Call me Andy," he said. It was more a command than a suggestion, but somehow made you feel at ease. "I'd prefer to discuss the details in person."

You took a chance by calling, now you could take it a step further and meet him.

"And where would you like to discuss the details, Andy?"

"Are you free for lunch today? We can meet at The Courthouse at 12pm."

The Courthouse was one of the nicest restaurants in the city. The tip Andy left you the night before could maybe cover the price of an entree. Thankfully you still had a couple of decent outfits from when you had an office job.

"I'm free," you said. Luckily you had the day off. "I didn't know they were open for lunch."

"They usually open at 4pm, but they make exceptions."

What's it like to have that kind of sway over anyone?

"I don't want to go to the trouble of doing that."

"I already did," he said confidently. "I told you I was expecting your call."

"What if I had to work today?" you asked.

"I would have had to find a way to convince you to call in. And if I have my way, you'll be quitting there very soon."

"That's if I accept the job," you said, smiling as you leaned your hip against the counter. "But I'll be happy to discuss the details over lunch."

"I can send a car to pick you up," he offered.

"I'll take a cab, but thank you."

A car was too much for a job discussion and you didn't want his driver to see where you lived.

"I'll cover the cost of the cab and lunch," he said, leaving you no room to protest. "I look forward to seeing you."

You tapped a fingertip against your mug when he hung up. His businesses looked legitimate, so you didn't believe he would ask you to do something illegal. He also didn't seem like the type to waste his time and play games.

You had nothing to lose.

Here's to being cautiously optimistic.

Are we excited to meet Andy for lunch? Love and thanks for reading! 💙

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absolutebl · 14 days

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Hi ABL! Can I be what I'm assuming is the 80th person to ask for your analysis about the move of Prem and Boun to GMMTV? Particularly, any thoughts on:

Why did the move happen and does it mean anything that they moved together?

What might this mean for new series with them as a pair and the potential to break up their pairing?

Are there any GMMTV talents that you'd love to see Boun or Prem paired with?

Thanks in advance for any insights!

BounPrem move to GMMTV

DISCUSS!

AKA Thai BL industry speculation, my favorite game!!

I am actually cautiously optimistic about this.

They're an ideal pair for GMMTV to get. Especially if GMMTV continues optioning Japanese IP. These two are beautifully suited to A LOT of yaoi. Just imagine them in a Thai version of Takumi-kun? !

Rise up Broccoli Nation... let's talk kabedons!

Why did the move happened?

From BounPrem's perspective:

I think they've been pretty underserved by their current home and that home is pushing them towards pulps (I refuse to talk about Even Sun and I found Between Us pretty darn disappointing too.) If they want higher quality narratives and content, GMMTV is a better home for them.

Also it will handle their brand better for sponsorship and longevity. I was shocked not to see them on more stuff in Bangkok. Most sponsor gigs and major promos and billboards and such were GMMTV pairs and... ZeeNunew

Right now there are good indication for pairs who WANT to stick together (even while aging up) that GMMTV can handle it - because of what they've done with OffGun and TayNew recently.

It's clear that GMMTV will throw a good pair at decent content (or at least popular stuff) pretty regularly. With GMMTV, BounPrem stand an even better chance at landing a prestige piece, since they have an established fan base.

From the pair's perspective, this is a good career move.

Now, from GMMTV's perspective, let's talk...

Does it mean anything that they moved together?

Yes, it most likely means GMMTV signed them as a BL pair. Some of GMMTV's other hot properties like EarttMix, OffGun, and TayNew clearly want to do (and have done) more than just BL for GMMTV. Even "second levels" like JimmySea are being split for het dramas. It means they lose their BL talent for a good potion of filming season, while they film some other property.

If GMMTV can sign a high value pair that's happy to stay doing BL regularly, that will work very well for them.

ALSO they've add a hot property pair into their stable that's on the EarthMix (highly commercial) level AND willing to do high heat. I think this is key. GMMTV has shown they want to move into sexier stuff (NC-GMMTV?) with things like Moonlight Chicken and Only Friends. VERY few of their existing pairs are willing to go there, and can do it as well as, BounPrem. These 2 do lust and thirst in a way that most GMMTV pairs can't (they are just too brotherly with each other).

I think this is a sign GMMTV want's to enter the after dark market, and move international markets too. (The higher heat stuff tends to be particularly popular outside of Thailand.)

Also, I think it's pretty clear some of GMMTV's hoped for heavy hitters last year (like PerthChimon) aren't working out for them, so it makes sense to onboard a solid bankable pair whole cloth at this juncture.

I said a while ago I thought GMMTV would make a play for ZeeNunew. I didn't have BounPrem on the list as a backup option, but these pairs are kinda similar, and fill the same niche.

Anyway, smart move all 'round, IMHO.

What might this mean for new series with them as a pair and the potential to break up their pairing?

I think the pairing is now less likely to break up than ever.

I think they've possibly been tempted to sign BY a prestige new series carrot. We could get something historical with them in it. Or, like I said, something Japanese IP. Probably higher heat than GMMTV has given us in a full BL.

Eyes Target the Finder thoughtfully. (It was VERY popular when I was over there.)

Are there any GMMTV talents that you'd love to see Boun or Prem paired with?

Like I said, I think GMMTV's objective in signing them would actually be the opposite - NOT to split the pair.

But if you just want me to speculate for fun (and piss stadn off), I'm always happy to do so.

First is great with anyone, so First with either... or both. First is like the MSG of GMMTV, always improves the taste of any dish.

It might be fun to see Jimmy paired with Prem. But in all honestly I really want a Jimmy + Khaotung thing to happen.

I think Mix has some BDE too, so I think he should play the seme for a change, why not him and Prem?

As for Boun, I think he's a little more dependent on the pairing. It's hard for me to imagine him with someone else. Lemme think. Someone with a very soft screen presence, maybe? How about Gun?

Heh he, now I'm just winding ya'll up.

Let me have my foibles.

#fun fun speculation #thai bl #bl industry chat #BounPrem #gmmtv #thai bl branded pairs #smart move gmmtv very smart

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txttletale · 11 hours

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(Other than the really weird bit about "Male presenting Doctor") what were your thoughts about the specials?

pretty mixed bag, pretty messy, but good overall. i think they were very obviously a nostalgia trip for people around my age lol and it worked! i loved seeing tennant and tate back onscreen together, their chemistry hasn't aged a bit, and honestly just watching doctor who that wasn't written by chris chibnall was a breath of fresh air. they weren't boring, like seasons 11 and 12 were, and they didn't go too far off the other end into nonsense like flux did. characters want things again! the show can let itself just be silly! i was literally cheering out loud when donna and the doctor were just saying random scifi gobbledegook at each other for like a solid several minutes during the star beast.

the structure of the specials kind of baffles me. i love wild blue yonder--i think it's definitively the best of the specials as a standalone, it's absolutely fantastic, creepy and atmospheric and bringing things around to RTD's strength, which is well-written characters interacting with each other and letting good actors just act. but at the same time i dont understand why it exists? it feels like...idk. imagine if you watched the star wars original trilogy but instead of the empire strikes back the middle film was just a feature length film about luke and han surviving on an ice planet with no reference to anything that happens in the last film except the two characters' relationship. and then the next film was still return of the jedi, unchanged. it felt like that

i liked all the weird campy silliness of the star beast and the giggle, and they were both very fun! neil patrick harris gave a fantastic performance, there are a lot of very memorable sequences from the giggle, but it's very very all over the place. so many threads get kind of picked up and go nowhere. the toymaker's haunted house dimension goes nowhere. RTD's eyerolling social media commetnary goes nowhere (thank god tbh but yknow im illustrating something here). even the toymaker kind of goes nowhere, after ncuti gatwa shows up he's bascially an afterthought who loses by dropping a ball. obvious parallels to david tennant's first episode with that ball scene could be made, but just... aren't. it feels like load-bearing sectikons of the plot and themes were cut out to make room for a backdoor pilot for the stupid fucking UNIT spinoff

oh and it goes without saying i fucking hate all the UNIT wank in the star beast and the giggle. i hope space nine eleven 2 happens to their stupid fucking avengers tower i cannot stand kate stewart who is constantly a murderous bonehead (in the giggle alone she gets two pepole killed by not listening to the doctor and assuming that this teleporting godlike entity could be restrainted by Two Guys) who is both in and out of universe just a boring nepo baby with no merit of her own

um. i still dont know what happened with the regeneration. i think the implication is that when david tennant dies hell time travel back to become ncuti gatwa inside himself--at least the rehab dialogue seems to make that implication. but it's not really explained or explored? baffling. i do think that fourteen getting to settle down and live a peaceful life with his friends is cute.

oh yeah and the ask said other than that but goddd there was some good stuff in the star beast and honestly with the state of the UK media i will take any perspective on trans people that includes baseline human erespect but some of those lines made me cringe so bad. anyway overall i am cautiously optimistic for the future of the show--oh ncuti was fucking great did i mention that i instantly bnought him as the doctor he owned the scene, the moment he was there it was clear he was the protagonist, and i liked the church on ruby road well enough too--i am cautiously optimistic but i worry that a big UNIT-shaped tumor will devour huge chunks of it and it'll be annoying. also russel t davies is like 60 and i just dont want to hear what he has to say about twitter so im not looking forward to dot and bubble

#ask #doctor who

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annabelle--cane · 2 years

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a few notes on how I'm going to be approaching tma 2 as a fan because it's my blog and I can make too-long navel gazey posts if I want. in brief, even if there are decisions in stuff like the premise that I end up not liking, I still intend to enjoy whatever fun content there is and largely ignore whatever annoys me.

in long,

I am cautiously optimistic that the sequel premise will be something cool that I like and won't undo the ambiguity of 200's ending. in various q&a episodes, jonny and alex stressed the importance of the ambiguity of that ending, and jonny has said a few times that he doesn't want to make canonical material that supersedes a lot of fan activity so I doubt he'd want to joss everyone's somewhere else aus. also, as other people have pointed out, the martin in the "oh hello" trailer doesn't react to a tape recorder turning on the way a post-canon martin probably would, which makes me inclined to think something funky's going on. I've consumed and enjoyed enough of jonny's writing that I feel like he could do an interesting and satisfying continuation, but even if none of that is the case, and we do just get normal follow up with jon and martin, that brings me to point two:

maybe the premise will suck. I'm prepared for the eventuality that it comes out and it's everything I don't want in a tma 2 premise, and if that's the case then I'm still gonna try to enjoy subsequent content we get from that premise anyway, like eating around the bad bits of an apple. if it comes out and it turns out the whole thing sucks then I will be tremendously bummed and then simply not listen anymore and ignore it. to continue the metaphor, I'll probably just relisten to the original show or something to get the taste of rotten apple out of my mouth and then pretend the rotten apple never existed. and that brings me to point three:

if the whole show sucks subjectively, objectively, all the other jectivelys, if I think the premise is bad and the plot undermines the themes of the original and all the characterization is way out of whack, then I may potentially whine about it on here but I am not going to make that any creative team members' problem. if other people end up liking tma 2 while I don't, then I also won't make it their problem, I'm just going to disengage and maybe make complainy posts here with an easily filterable tag on them. there is no moral weight to making a bad show, if it's bad then I still hope everyone involved makes a living wage and doesn't have to quit social media because of it.

I hope to have a good time with this show and I'm reasonably optimistic I will, but if I don't then I'm not going to start harassing everyone who works on or enjoys it.

#tma #marina marvels at life

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two-white-butterflies · 1 year

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coaxed you into paradise - c. 8

Description: The life of Saera Targaryen told in four acts. She was her father's forgotten daughter, cast aside as she looked nothing like her mother. Her younger days were spent beside her uncle. Years following her marriage with Ser Harwin Strong, she catches him in an affair with her older sister. She returns to seek solace in the arms of her uncle, that she's loved all her life.

(Coaxed You Into Paradise and High Infidelity Rewrite.)

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Chapter Eight: Labyrinth

Saera was a delicate child growing up. She’d always be sick and Daemon was the only one who could stop her from crying. Needless to say, she was seldom outside of the castle walls - always with a platoon of servants behind her.

It was her first time hunting without her dragon - the King believed that it would help form a friendship with Ser Harwin Strong.

He walks behind her cautiously, watching as she makes her way through the forest with ease. “I was delighted to hear about our engagement,” he started a conversation and her grip on her bow tightened. She didn’t want to spend the entire trip hearing him talk.

His voice was croaky - vibrating through her skull in an annoying way. “Why? You’ve never shown me any interest before,” she pointed out, deciding that driving him away would be easier than changing her father’s mind. “I’ve always had these feelings, your grace. You are the greatest beauty in all the seven kingdoms. The stars pale in comparison.” he complimented and she could help but sigh.

She turns to look at him, ignoring her father’s men that were marching in front of her. “Lovers of beauty are typically the most shallow.” she responded, returning her attention to the hunt. If he was under the impression that she was some chaste and pure goddess, then she would prove him wrong.

Yes, beauty was a wonderful thing to have, but to love someone for what they truly are - is another deeper thing. She wasn’t a broodmare that he could use to elevate the looks of his offspring. She was Saera - and if she was going to get married, it would be on her own terms.

“I only tell the truth, my princess.” he defended, trailing after her like a lost puppy. She laughs softly, following the path laid out for them. “I’m sure that you are, my lord.” she retorted, her trained eyes scanned the terrain for animals.

“I never said that you were lying.” she mumbled to herself.

He walks behind her, scratching the back of his head in frustration. His father had him believe that anyone would be lucky to have him as a husband. Why was the princess so adamant in pushing him away? She looked optimistic when he fought in the tourney. Why was she different now?

“I can sense your hatred, my princess. Do you not wish for this marriage to push through?” Harwin found himself asking as she made the distance bigger between them. She replies to him with silence. There wasn’t a thing that she could say that would change their fate anyways.

“I apologize if I am not the husband that you anticipated. I will try to make our marriage as comfortable as possible.” he lowered his head. “Marriage is not about being comfortable, my lord. It’s about loving your spouse and not being forced to be with them.” she responded with much disdain.

He stops walking, almost dropping the dagger on his hand. “Do you feel forced to be with me?” He raised an eyebrow. She takes a long and deep breath. She couldn’t tell the truth - she didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

Before she could answer - an animal in the far distance makes its presence known. It was a stag, whose fur was white as snow. Saera knew that it wasn’t just an animal - it was an omen. Harwin raises his dagger - but his fiancee interrupts him with her bow. She strikes the animal dead with one clean move.

“Let’s bring it back to our guests,” she commanded while walking towards the dead stag.

—

Viserys stood up in shock, watching as his second-daughter pulled the animal closer to his tent. “I hope that this satisfies you, kepa.” She broke his silence as a trail of blood stained his white foyer. “My daughter,” he tries to interrupt but she raises a hand, halting his speech.

“I don’t want to spend any time with Ser Harwin. I do not wish to see him until the wedding.” she stated with a blank tone. She might’ve loved her father before - but she rebuked him now. “If you will excuse me.” she bowed her head, leaving the tent with a scowl.

—

It was the dead of night - the frogs were croaking, and all types of bugs were waiting outside her tent. She sighs softly, wiping the beads of sweat on her forehead with her handkerchief. Her eyes trailed towards the fireplace, to find the fire long extinguished. There was no reason for her to feel warm - winter was coming. She takes the blanket off her body, her feet gently landing on her velvet slippers. She walks towards the fireplace, gathering some wood and lighting a small match.

The warmth was all in her head, the light of the fireplace will bring her sooner into reality. She closed her eyes, feeling the fireplace’s warmth embrace her. A gentle knock slurs her away from relaxation, she opens her eyes. “Come in,” she whispered, voice still hoarse from waking up.

It was Mysaria - and she looked defeated.

“Princess,” she bowed her head, eyes dancing around the well-lit room. “Did you send the letter to Prince Daemon?” she asked politely, joyful at the thought of her kepa saving her from harm. He was her knight, her prince, her uncle - and her life. Without him, how could she live?

“I could not give the letter to Prince Daemon,” she stated, masking her panic with her thick accent. “I attempted to send a raven, but it would come back with the letter - I-I tried to go on foot but I was not allowed.” she explained not wanting to anger the princess.

Saera’s heart drops, her breath becomes labored.

Rebellions happened everyday in Westeros - her father never banned ravens and messengers. Why was fate tearing them apart? Mysaria sits beside the lady, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I know other ways, my princess - I have clients in Flea Bottom.” she offered but Saera shakes her head.

“I will not have your clients do my bidding. I want Daemon - and I will look for him myself.” she asserted, playing with the hem of her nightgown. “And how will you do that? Your father has you watched.” Mysaria announced, keeping her voice low so that the guards from outside may not hear.

“I will ride my dragon - and I will arrive there in a fortnight.” she answered with determination. She didn’t need other people to do her tasks - she was a princess, with a dragon on her side. Mysaria nods, respecting the Princess’ wishes. She knew nothing about riding a dragon. She only hoped that Saera’s plan would work.

“I pray for your safe return.” she promised.

—

Dawn was beginning to break - the sound of men working flooded the once quiet field. Saera saddles her dragon, careful to not awaken the dragon keepers. Melarys lets out a loud growl, earning a glare from her owner. “Gaomagon aōha elēni lyka, ñuha riña. (Keep your voice low, my girl.)” Saera scolded hiding her face using the semi-large torso of Melarys.

“Kesi kipagon naejot Stepstones. (We will ride Stepstones.)” she informed kneeling in-front of her dragon. Melarys’ scales were pure white, almost as bright as the moon. Melarys was smaller than Syrax - although Melarys was much older.

“Kesi rhaenagon Caraxes, yn emā naejot umbagon lyka. (We will meet Caraxes, but you have to stay silent.)” she cooed and the dragon’s ears perked up at the sound of Caraxes’ name. Saera wasn’t a skilled dragon-rider, her dragon didn’t listen to her much - something she found annoying. She was about to shift her weight and board Melarys but the sound of someone clearing their throat stops her.

She turns around - cursing herself mentally.

It was Harwin Strong - clad in her uncle’s armor. She never thought that she’d dread to see the color gold. “I didn’t think that I’d find you here,” he smiles softly, walking closer to her. “I-I was just visiting my dragon.” she stuttered, taking a moment to make an excuse.

“That’s nice, I’ve never met the dragons before.” he confessed, taking a step closer. She places a hand on Melarys body - who was now fuming in rage since Saera was removing her saddle. “Well, her name is Melarys - she’s my dragon.” Saera smiled, inviting him to come closer.

He lifts his arms to touch the dragon’s snout - but Melarys growls at him. Saera chuckles, moving his hand away. “She’s a feisty little thing,” she smiled, moving the dragon’s face away from the man. “I can see that - the both of you have that in common.” he commented, placing his hands behind his back. He didn’t want the dragon to eat his arms.

“I get that a lot - but Melarys is meaner, I assure you.” she comforted, softening at the sight of her beloved creature. “That’s a relief,” he hums and the dragon moves closer to Saera’s body - asking her if they were still riding.

There was a minute of silence, and Harwin clears his throat again. “I’m sorry about our hunting trip, it didn’t go the way it was supposed to.” he apologized, scratching the back of his head again. “I enjoyed it, my lord. I didn’t have any expectations to begin with.” her lips settled into a thin line.

He chuckled nervously.

“I didn’t intend to corner you - or ask you questions. I merely wanted to learn more about you, and I realize that I possibly overstepped my bounds. I wish for us to have a happy marriage - if it ever continues.” he admitted shyly.

She lifts her hand and places it on his shoulder. She couldn’t dare stare at his armor any longer - so she lifts her eyes, meeting his own. Honey brown eyes that were sweet - but not what she wanted.

“I do not hold any grievances, my lord.”

“Call me Harwin, my princess.”

“Then allow yourself to call me Saera.”

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