Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150307233515/@comment-5583506-20150309215437

Valkyrie slowly opened the door, trembling lightly. She was still pale from the loss of blood and her eyes were reddish due to the tears she had shed when she had woken up.

"Y-yes?" she uttered vaguely.

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"Look, my love!" exclaimed Hist-of-his-Kin, delighted by the view of the dining hall. "Breakfast!"

"Uhm, love, I am not sure that we should..."

"Nonsense, my little dumpling", said the Patriarch and kissed her on the forehead. "We are the Ghost-Wolves allies now. It should only be fair that we are allowed some food in our bellies, no?"

"I... I guess so..." she mumbled shyly.

"Besides", he replied and gently touched her wide hips. "You are going to need all the nutrition you could get if we ever are going to have ourselves an Heir." He whispered the last thing in her ear and kissed her again.

She blushed. "Hist", she begged. "Do we... do we have to talk about that here?"

"Why not? Who would dare to laugh at the Patriarch of Clan Bone Obelisk's adorable little dumpling?" He noticed Perdix by a nearby table and slapped him hard across the shoulder. "What about you, guard man? Don't you find Xaleel to be one of the most beautiful creatures to ever walk this world?"

Xaleel hid her red face, apparently embarrassed by the theatricals her husband performed.