Paint me like one of ur french girls #ronal #atwow

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ she sat down next to 𝓐NGEL 𝖔f F͟L͟A͟M͟E͟S͟ watching her intently without saying a word. she raised her hand, running it along the side of her neck and up through her hair, stroking it, without breaking eye contact. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ can't i just want to be here? ” whispered because of the short distance between them, yet she didn’t move away. her gaze drifted down to her smile, as if trying to see beyond it. ㅤ “ or do you want me to need you? ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ are you going to come over, or are you just going to stand there staring at me? ” after saying that, she looked up to meet her gaze. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ she always enjoys the quiet. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ you have a bad habit of saying out loud what arouses you. ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ would you be able to do anything to help me? ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ you always do something. ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ she hissed, clearly annoyed, as she put some of the herbs she had been gathering into her medicine pouch. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ i hope far away from my kids. ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ the sea is unsettled. ” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ a sigh escaped her lips, and she looked up to meet his gaze. ronal remained silent for a few seconds, letting her eyes alone convey what was on her mind. ㅤ “ i don’t like this. ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤ “ no one. ” ㅤㅤ

|| i miss teylan