[The fire crackles comfortably, sound and warmth filling the space between them with the intimacy that Laurent has always struggled to foster between them. He gestures towards the cheese platter, the meticulously delineated half that has been left for Damen himself before his hands fold back over themselves. It isn't a defensive posture and instead is nearer a gesture of containment. It wouldn't be the first time he found himself attempting composure in Damen's presence.]
But Akielos knows the nature of what passed between us. [One brow flicks upward, gaze sweeping the whole of Damen's figure.] They know their King, thus they must also know how well I could ride.
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But Akielos knows the nature of what passed between us. [One brow flicks upward, gaze sweeping the whole of Damen's figure.] They know their King, thus they must also know how well I could ride.