Naked as the day he came into the world, Loras took Renly's hand, feeling very much like he was dreaming all over again. He could almost smell the candles burning in their tent and hear the guards shuffling about with their shadows dancing along the walls. Loras stood and followed Renly, just as he'd follow him anywhere. He felt like a damper on something that Renly should have found joyous, but he couldn't apologize, his pride simply wouldn't let him.