:: that {a w f u l} sound ::

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Olin knelt next to her, "May I feel?" he asked shyly, gesturing to her stomach.

[CrimsonMoon]

she nods faintly, smiling," Of course," and lifts her blouse a bit for him

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Olin laid his hand over her belly, tracing the taut skin with his fingertips, "Our baby.."

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo smiles as she watches his hand, humming a soft tune,"... I'm... Happy.." She murmurs softly

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He dipped down and kissed her belly, "I'm happy too."

[CrimsonMoon]

She sniffs and grins, stroking his hair lightly

(did you have a plot idea for this? XP)

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(Heh, no. I figured their families could find out or something)

[CrimsonMoon]

(hmmm... the Targaryens are closer xPPP so tey canfind out... And just to save this, i gotta plot xP:

Olin starts visiting more and more frequently to see how her progression is doing with the child, one day, his mentor AKA the 'Old Knight' follows him and informs his father but not before the Baratheons find out. There is small skirmish when the two patrols sent out to retrieve Indigo and eventually the Baratheons grab her and flee. Olin joins the patrol pursuing the Baratheons and follows them all the way to Storm's End were he finds to heir of Dorne waiting there to kill him and end this scam once and for all.

Maida could be in town during the skirmish so she could accompan Olin and Brig on the adventure, i could even bring Rori Greyjoy in xP

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[ Okay, so they go to rescue Indigo? That's the basic gist of it? ]

[CrimsonMoon]

Yerp! Unless we also wanna add one of my new charries and make all shit go down xDDDDDDD

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(Oh gosh, what do you mean by shit go down? Lol)

[CrimsonMoon]

He's a dragon with the ability to disguise himself as a human xD)

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( ... :OOOOO )

[CrimsonMoon]

Totes. Mcgoates xD interested? We could add him easily in here)

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(Of course I'm interested )

[CrimsonMoon]

So it shall be done! xD mini time skip to next day..)

-TIME . SKIP-

Indigo once again waited by thre stream, this time for him. The water was cold in contrast to the warm pebbbles and sand that burrowed into her clothing...

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Olin took a different horse this time, since it would be too obvious if he took Hatchet out. Everyone knew that was his horse. He rode up, this time with a smile, and dismounted, "Indigo."

[CrimsonMoon]

She glances back and smiles, patting the sand next to her," Oh little Olin," she sings playfully," Has your father pressed much woe against your delicate institution sense we last met?"

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Olin rolled his violet eyes, letting the horse graze as he sat down beside her, "I won't talk to him much. Least of all about marriage or anything of that sort. I think he's getting angry with me."

[CrimsonMoon]

She rests her head on his shoulder reassuringly," It's alright," she murmurs gently," But hey... Atleast we can see each other now..."