[A firmer, more endearing squeeze, fingers trailing up to his neck and kneading in slow, circular motions. To him, he was paying homage as a Disciple to his Teacher. A softening gaze and he lowered just enough to let his nose press to the other's cranium, whispering into his ear.]
You mustn't think of such things, Your Grace. While there are those who would defame you, I profess my loyalty to you.
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Date: 2010-05-18 08:02 am (UTC)You mustn't think of such things, Your Grace. While there are those who would defame you, I profess my loyalty to you.
I do have a small favor to ask, however.