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[devoutish]

Well. Then I wouldn't hate it completely. I'd go with you for the quiet and solitude.

[bywolves]

[ His lips twitch a little. ] Maranon is better for that.

I haven't been there in years.

[devoutish]

Tell me about that one, then.

[bywolves]

Do you remember when I told you about the elven woman who had possessed the daughter of Dulgath's duke? [ He thinks he vaguely remembers telling Alfie, but he's not sure if it was an alternate timeline or not. ] She lives there. Takes care of the estate and makes sure it always prospers.

[devoutish]

Are we gonna stay on an estate?

[bywolves]

Mm. A castle, on the edge of a cliff. You'd like it.

[devoutish]

A castle on the edge of a cliff.

[Alfie hmmmmms.]

Not gonna fall off, is it?

[bywolves]

No, of course not. It's been there for centuries.

... oh my god if you can believe it I DID IT AGAIN what the fuck is wrong with me

[devoutish]

Mmmm. We've got castles like that, too.

Will there be many people there, or will it be deserted?

LMAO i was wondering!!!

[bywolves]

No idea. There were a handful of people who lived in the castle when I was there last.

sighs @ me

[devoutish]

Can we kick them out?

[He says lightly.]

[bywolves]

[ Snort. ]

if you'd like to try, you can.

[devoutish]

I will. I'd like to have a castle all to ourselves.

We'll keep the cook, I suppose.

[bywolves]

[ He's quiet for a moment, losing himself in the fantasy of being - not home, so much, but... out of here. Out of Norfinbury. The longing hits him like a sack of bricks, and his next inhale is a little shivery. ]

Yeah. Yeah, we can. Keep the cook.

[devoutish]

[Alfie pulls away just enough to edge himself down further on the mattress, lying down with his head resting against Royce's side.]

Are the beds nice?

[bywolves]

[ Royce rests a hand on Alfie's head, petting at his hair absently. ]

Better than they are here.

[devoutish]

We'll lie in for days, then. In a room with a view, looking out the window at the sea.

[bywolves]

[ A long pause, and then: ]

I can't do this today. [ He sounds a bit choked up. ]

[devoutish]

[Alfie hesitates, then nods, patting Royce's leg.]

I'm sorry.

[bywolves]

It isn't your fault. [ Royce murmurs, closing his eyes. ] It usually helps, if only a little. Just not today.

[devoutish]

Sleep, then. Lie down.

[bywolves]

[ He stays where he is, for the moment. ]

I'm okay. I like where you are. [ He doesn't want to dislodge Alfie. ]

[devoutish]

I'm glad for it, because I wasn't planning to move.

[bywolves]

[ He can sleep sitting up, honestly. ]

You should sleep, too. I'd like to try to start moving tomorrow.

[devoutish]

Mm. To the store and then back here?