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adipucey (adipucey) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Adrian shook his head, "No, you have nothing to be sorry for. We're all...," he sighed, "this is new for all of us. It might seem like the same thing, but we've not dealt with this before, not so directly, not since..." Adrian didn't like to talk about the war, his guilt over his family and his fleeing often tore him open, silently of course.

"I'm sorry I've been so all over you," he smiled, "well, I'm never sorry for being all over you, but, you know what I mean," he reached up and gently lifted her face from where she'd leaned against him, looking into her eyes once more. "What can I do?" The entire conversation seemed soft and quiet, now, and just for them.

Even as he asked the question, he knew one thing he was going to do. Alicia wanted to be a princess in this very castle? That was one dream he could make come true, with the time to do it, and as far as he and Alicia were concerned, he felt they had all the time in the world.