Kitsune House (Paintball): Galad & Felicity
"Hmph," Galad huffed, watching the were walk away. His hand was still throbbing from the excessive strength the boy had used, and it had taken all of Galad's self control not to apply his own. Better let it end there, with the were thinking he got the better end, than to leap at the offense. Galad's knee-jerk reaction, quite literally to jerk his knee in the boy's groin, had been suppressed. Lys would never believe it.
Felicity's whispering voice was at his ear again and what she promised helped to ease Galadari's tension. He shrugged the rest off and turned to smile at her. "You're quite the diplomat, my beautiful betrothed." It would be an important trait for her to have as Baroness. Maybe this was why their parents had arranged the match. Catching her around the waist, Galad pulled Felicity in to try to steal a kiss.