Aderyn Rhiannon Ceredig (feuillemort) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2020-07-24 22:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | aderyn ceredig, saint david |
Who: Saint David and Aderyn Ceredig
What: I know what you're doing
When: Friday evening
Where: St Patrick's
Warnings/Notes: TBA
Addy hadn't really left Iestyn's side much since he had come home from being dumped by Alan-a-Dale. While he was sleeping she had managed to slip away and shower on occasion, but she had been dutifully curled by his side for nearing on three days by now.
God, she was hungry. Of course their family had been bringing food to them and Addy had done her best to try to get Iestyn to eat it, but she had been so focused on her brother she hadn't had much herself. So when he fell asleep on Friday evening, Addy pressed a kiss to his head and she quietly padded out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen.
David was in there, baking because of course he was. She smiled at her father tiredly and moved to hug him. "Hi, Da," she said, muffled into his shoulder. "I love you."