Guest Chambers - Renny & Alpin

Alpin woke on his side with his arm wrapped around Ranait's waist, his face merely inches away from the back of her head. He'd never fallen asleep with a woman like this before; his late wife hadn't been a believer in cuddling, and one night stands didn't give much opportunity to wake up with your arms wrapped around a beautiful woman. Honestly, he hadn't cared much until now- he was extremely happy to wake and find Ranait in his bed, and he felt as if he'd just had the best night of sleep in years. He would pull his wife back against him, lifting his head to press a gentle kiss to her neck, "Love, time to wake up," he would murmur softly before nuzzling into her neck.

He wasn't trying to do any more "consummating" though, he just knew that they should probably get up and get going. He kind of wanted to stop on their way back to show her Carnaghan, but he wasn't sure if it would be a good idea or not, or even if she would want to go visit. He had a feeling that she would want to remain on as a lady-in-waiting to the Queen, so that would mean she probably wouldn't want to move back to Carnaghan just yet with him. And he definitely wasn't going to leave her, but he knew that going to visit his home would make him homesick and he wasn't one to torture himself.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at her reassurances that she was up, despite the fact that she cuddled up to him and rested her head against his chest. He would simply hold her though, waiting until she was ready to actually get up. He didn’t mind necessarily, he just figured they would want to get out of bed sooner or later and hit the road. When she lifted her head to kiss his cheek before rolling out of bed he would grin, scooting up a little bit and folding his arms behind his head as he watches her. Okay, so he probably should have gotten up instead of being lazy, but the view was much too good to pass up. He had a feeling that he could get used to this. When she came back over to the bed and requested that he lace her up he would grin impishly, moving behind her and gently raining kisses down on her shoulders, “Of course, I will. Though, I think it’s completely unfair that I have to cover up your beautiful skin,” he would comment jokingly, only to sober upon hearing her question. “Well, I was actually just thinking about this. I wouldn’t tear you away from your life for my selfish wants,” he would laugh softly, “Besides, I love you and I want to make you happy. Sure, I’ll miss constantly being at my home but maybe it’ll be good. Of course I’d have to go to Carnaghan every so often, but I wouldn’t mind staying at court with you,” he would assure her.

After he was speaking he would begin to slowly begin to lace up her dress. He did the exact same thing he had the last time he’d laced up her dress; pressing gentle kisses to her skin and brushing his fingers over her back with every chance he got. When he was finally finished he would gently kiss the back of her neck, moving to wrap his arms around her in a tight hug before breaking away. He would move to climb off the bed, figuring that he ought to start getting ready instead of sitting around and admiring his wife. As soon as he was off the bed he would follow her same routine, moving over to the washbasin to clean up before looking around the room. He noticed that clothes had been set out for him, though they weren’t his. He would approach them a bit cautiously, lifting the shirt and holding it up to his body. These must be the clothes of some soldier that was staying at the castle, who had kindly given them up. He would merely shrug and pull them on, surprised at how well they fit despite not being tailored for him specifically, though he figured that there must be all sorts of soldiers and knights here at the castle, and it wouldn’t have been too hard to find somebody that had his same build.

When she promised to not take too long to come back home with him he’d smile, though he had a feeling she would procrastinate as long as possible. “How about, if you get pregnant you come to Carnaghan? You can stay in court until then, if that’s something you’d be willing to agree to?” he would ask as he dressed. He didn’t want to force her into anything, but he figured having a timeline might help. He would also understand if that wasn’t something she would want to agree to, and he wouldn’t force her into it. He also knew that it might be lonely for her at Carnaghan; there definitely wouldn’t be as many people there as there were at court. When he was finished and she moved over to grab his arm he’d lean down to gently kiss her cheek, “We shall,” he would say with a chuckle before moving to leave the room, “So, did you want to go visit with the King before we leave, or would you rather just hit the road?” he would ask kindly, willing to do whichever she decided on. He wondered if she might want to travel back with Queen Moira, though he wasn’t sure if that would be possible; she might end up going South to see her sister.