That is such an outpouring of love in two words. Aaron does wriggle and his fingers lace together as though in desperate, pious prayer, lips puckered. A small, sweet boy would give thanks with kisses. Yennefer's heart crackles at the display. Yes, Middling Bogg's misstep (and steady gaze at her tits) has been forgiven.
"Steady on, m'boy." Elder Bogg frees a hand from the reins to try and settle Aaron back. His older brother has to hold him as he would a large fish
"Papa! Please! Can we go to Izzy right now?"
The cart slows and old Bogg with his rotted teeth turns as much as he's able. "Your ladyship and good sir be minding?"
Yennefer had many littler siblings. Older too that worked the field and slaughtered the pigs. The small ones lived in the house. She lived in the house for a time. None of the small ones had Aaron's hair or eyes. Though in that instant this young boy is all of them and herself. They deserved so very, very much. "I don't mind. Jaskier?"
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"Steady on, m'boy." Elder Bogg frees a hand from the reins to try and settle Aaron back. His older brother has to hold him as he would a large fish
"Papa! Please! Can we go to Izzy right now?"
The cart slows and old Bogg with his rotted teeth turns as much as he's able. "Your ladyship and good sir be minding?"
Yennefer had many littler siblings. Older too that worked the field and slaughtered the pigs. The small ones lived in the house. She lived in the house for a time. None of the small ones had Aaron's hair or eyes. Though in that instant this young boy is all of them and herself. They deserved so very, very much. "I don't mind. Jaskier?"