"Mmn..."
He smiled as well and held him to his chest, running his fingers through his hair
(Ok actuallly neverrr mindddd-)
(Otay otay actuallyyyyyy-yeah lez do it. AHEM-
Rosealia and Knevarran. Two warring kingdoms, fundamentally opposed. One clinging to it's old ways and dying magics, reveling in past history while losing the present. The other constantly marching ahead, building it's walls and machines bigger and stronger and conquering for future glory. In the midst of these seemingly endless war with no clear victor, the Knevarran queen reaches out to her opposing monarchs, offering an olive branch-a union of their two kingdoms, forged by the marriage alliance between her son and their daughter. An end to their suffering. After all, what choice does a crumbling, losing kingdom have but to say yes? And yet, nefarious schemes are afoot as the queen plots the finishing blow to Rosealia-the loss of their future queen, killed by Knevarran's own heir.)
Everybody was having cuddle timezzzzzzz-Patton woke up a while later, yawning and rubbing his eyes. He carefully got up to go clean himself up
