AU - MAGNI & LAKSHMI

[mahalakshmi]

if you'll be my light, i'll be your shelter

i. first meeting | a non existent engagement and a hasty marriage ii. a tempertantrum in a thunderstorm | sticks and stones may break my bone but words will leave me with crippling anxiety (and a headcold) iii. a kindness of intimacies | nsfw, sometimes, love is like falling into an icy lake iv. just like the battle of troy, there is nothing subtle here | when the world conspires to consistently make you insecure about your wife.

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[villieldr]

The reach— she responds to, taking Lakshmi's arm in her own, drawing her closer. Stiff, still, shoulders too upright, but she so wants to be protective, doesn't want to give the jackals room to tear pieces off them. Fjorleif must stay with the company, carry on the party, but she speaks softly to Lakshmi - thanks her for quick thinking, touches her back briefly in a gesture of soothing that one might offer to someone not feeling well, and smiles with genuine warmth as they draw away.

She can see to the party. Her daughter is a capable Jarl, but she is not blind to her present struggles.

So they make it to the drawing room, and Magni feels almost shaky as she closes the door behind them and exhales a shuddering breath. Pull it together. Get in control of yourself.

[mahalakshmi]

Lakshmi doesn't linger once they're away from prying eyes. Stepping away from her to stride towards the fire. Her hands lifting as she goes, holding them where they had turned icy to the tips.

Not really sure what to say after - that. But in her best attempt at some humour for both their sakes, she tries: "I am sure we must go back out eventually." Considerate for them to, after all, at least to bid farewell to the guests.