Winsol had been going on now for several days. The family had just decamped from SaDiablo Hall in Dhemlan back home to Glacia to continue the festivities in their own home. There would be several more days of formal events, but this evening was just for family and close friends (specifically friends close enough to be family). The children were
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But that was sort of par for the course with him.
What might seem unusual, to people who knew Jaime well, was his grin. Not that he didn't often have one, but this one was tinged with... something.
As if something particular awesome had happened recently.
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Okay, and once she'd left to find Julian to tease him about something she'd heard when helping one of the servants who was refilling the sideboard...
But now she was back to stay. It was late and she was a little drowsy. The fires inside had the Hall toasty warm, she was full of food and punch and friends and children's laughter, and now she had her Jaime... "Mmmmm," she purred happily, reaching for him. "I hope you're comfortable, because I am totally needing cuddling."
Need... want... pft.
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"Cuddling, is it?" He grinned. "I might know someone who could help with that."
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She'd been running with a LOT of them in a game of "get out of the kitchens with as many fresh baked cookies as we can before Ermengarde catches us and skins us alive".
That said, she was wandering around with a few warm cookies left (she'd given most of them away to the not-so-brave kids) and trying not to look smug.
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"Yoooooooooou," Karla said, now tapping her foot. "Let me be more specific. You haven't been stealing Ermengarde's cookies and not sharing with me, have you?"
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