[ Essek heard the music start just before he saw Bren, and then when the other man moved into view; his breath caught at how right he looked emerging from the shadows and just for him; the sight no less dear to him. Bren with those red locks of hair, strands of it pulled from ties and scruff that Essek knew would feel good against his fingers.
It felt like coming home, to him. This place had always been home, filled with the memories of his heart and sometimes those memories were painful. But like spring, Bren had returned to him and winter felt more distant. ]
The event went well however I must confess that I was eager to come home; and it's the first time I've felt that in a long time. [ Counting down the minutes and the hours until he could return to Widogast Manor, to Bren-- and to the time promised ] And how was your evening? Did you take that bath that you had mentioned?
[ An arch look as he watched Bren approach and they were the only ones in this foyer now, the area strangely absent of all of his servants.. peculiar really. ]
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It felt like coming home, to him. This place had always been home, filled with the memories of his heart and sometimes those memories were painful. But like spring, Bren had returned to him and winter felt more distant. ]
The event went well however I must confess that I was eager to come home; and it's the first time I've felt that in a long time. [ Counting down the minutes and the hours until he could return to Widogast Manor, to Bren-- and to the time promised ] And how was your evening? Did you take that bath that you had mentioned?
[ An arch look as he watched Bren approach and they were the only ones in this foyer now, the area strangely absent of all of his servants.. peculiar really. ]