[Closed] Mighty of Arm

[judgemewhole]

WHO: James Norrington and Ingrid Kief
WHAT: Let the Courtship Begin
WHEN: 20th of Kingsway
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: UGH templars breeding ew.

At first James didn't really know what the letter was - it had a seal of a Mother he didn't recognize after all. He frowned at it for a long moment, tipping his head to the side, before he peered at the seal again. Then he stood straight up from his chair, tipping it over to the floor as he stared at it.

Without another word, he stepped over the chair, leaving it on the floor where it was, moving through Skyhold. Searching, hunting, for that familiar head of golden hair, the warm smile that was like the sun, and the form that was like the Maker's deadly glory put into sword and shield. When he finally did see her, all he did was lift the parchment above his head, so she could see it, and hoped that she would come to him.

Comments

[judgemewhole]

He gave her a warm little smile, liking that blush on her.

"Remember what I always say - what makes the lady is who the lady is, not what she wears or where she comes from. You, my own Ingrid, are the lady of my heart." He gave her a crooked smile, as he walked them towards the kitchen area.

"All right, sit down right there, and I shall get our supplies."

[ingrid_kief]

"You are getting flowery, Bärchen," she teased.

"I also said together. One of my hands is still good. Do not think you will get me to sit quietly while you do the work." For all her seeming defiance, there was laughter in her eyes.

"Have you baked before?"

[judgemewhole]

"Hmmm, perhaps I am just in the mood to be." He smirked at her, before he sighed with mock drama, then put the mixing bowl and the ingredients in front of her, along with a spoon.

"I have never, so you are going to have to help me from burning it to char."