Hild laughed, high and open and delighted, as Krem lead her into a spinning, wheeling dance. Her hair whipped into her face, obsuring her view, but the world spun around her: solid wooden walls and peeks of sunlight through the open door and Gannicus and Krem. The scent of earth and hay and home. The sound of her own laughter in the relative quiet of the countryside.
When she stopped them, a little unsteady on her feet, Hild threw her arms around Krem's shoulders as though holding on. "So?" She looked between them both. "Are we settled then?"
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Date: 2017-06-19 06:35 pm (UTC)When she stopped them, a little unsteady on her feet, Hild threw her arms around Krem's shoulders as though holding on. "So?" She looked between them both. "Are we settled then?"