[ Era moves in closer, resting her head against the middle of Aymeric's torso. She sighs, content, and smiles into the linen of his dress shirt. ]
Lord Commander Ra.
[ For all that it's said in jest it has a nice ring to it, even if she can't imagine Aymeric as anything other than a Borel. For all that Era still doesn't understand why he loves her so... Era is selfish enough to accept it; clutch his love close to her chest. For people to be aware of her claim on him would be nice, but. Well. That is not how life goes.
She really wouldn't mind it though, taking Aymeric's name someday and being Era de Borel. For as much as she loves the name she gave herself... Being given a name would hold more meaning for her. But her identity is solidified as Era Ra, and so Era Ra she shall stay for as long as she needs. Though perhaps Era Ra de Borel would be an acceptable compromise. ]
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Lord Commander Ra.
[ For all that it's said in jest it has a nice ring to it, even if she can't imagine Aymeric as anything other than a Borel. For all that Era still doesn't understand why he loves her so... Era is selfish enough to accept it; clutch his love close to her chest. For people to be aware of her claim on him would be nice, but. Well. That is not how life goes.
She really wouldn't mind it though, taking Aymeric's name someday and being Era de Borel. For as much as she loves the name she gave herself... Being given a name would hold more meaning for her. But her identity is solidified as Era Ra, and so Era Ra she shall stay for as long as she needs. Though perhaps Era Ra de Borel would be an acceptable compromise. ]
My Lord Commander.