"I am more than willing to be your canvas," Skellig says. "We will have to practice regardless, before any festivities when it comes time to do so."
He casually thumbs through the drawings and sketches she's brought out.
"Some of these would look good in blue," he agrees, glancing up at her. "I know it is not the full color of my eyes, but I've seen it against my skin with the silks, and it is..."
He does not need to finish the sentence, because he KNOWS she likes the way he looks near the color. And that headscarf he picked up at the market nearly sent her over the edge...
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Date: 2024-07-28 02:39 am (UTC)He casually thumbs through the drawings and sketches she's brought out.
"Some of these would look good in blue," he agrees, glancing up at her. "I know it is not the full color of my eyes, but I've seen it against my skin with the silks, and it is..."
He does not need to finish the sentence, because he KNOWS she likes the way he looks near the color. And that headscarf he picked up at the market nearly sent her over the edge...