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

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Olin kissed her forehead and smiled softly, "Yes, of course. I'm so happy that I found you."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Hatchet found me," she corrects with a gentle laugh," Well... As soon as this war is over... I'm going to ask my parents if I can choose who I marry..."

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Olin chuckled and placed his hand over hers, "Really?"

[CrimsonMoon]

She nods and squeezes his hand back," But you probably already know who... Huh?" She muses softly, watching the water slide past

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"Lemme guess....Is he tall?" Olin grinned.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Compared to most people, yes," she chuckles

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"Does he have white blonde hair?" Olin chuckled.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yep!" She giggles and kisses his cheek

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"Is it..me?" Olin chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her in close.

[CrimsonMoon]

" How'd you know?" She whispers and giggles, nuzzlig his neck

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"I'm just a good guesser," Olin grinned proudly, pressing his face into her hair.

[CrimsonMoon]

" The Seven blessed you with such intelligence," she laughs and outs a hand on her stomach... She was happy tha it was his child in her..

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Olin laid his hand over hers, "How have you been feeling, Indigo?" he asked softly.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Good... I wish you could live with me, as a commoner i mean," she murmurs and smiles

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Olin turned, on his knees in front of her. He bent down and kissed her belly, "I very much wish I could as well. It would be so much better."

[CrimsonMoon]

She runs a gentle hand through his hair," Remember when we said we would flee to the ends of Westeros and live as commoners..? We cans still do it," she whispers," away from this war and blood shed,"

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"I'm worried that our families would hunt us down," Olin murmured, closing his eyes.

[CrimsonMoon]

" They would always hunt after us," she whispers," But it would be... Atleast a gentle time..." She leans down and kisses his head

Further down the stream, a twig cracks

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His body stiffened and Olin opened his eyes. His hand went to the sword at his hip, "Shh, did you hear that?"

[CrimsonMoon]

She blinks and whispers,"... I think so," er hand sliding to a hevy rock... She would defend him and her child with any form of primitive weapon.

The bushes rustle faintly though mo wind was present