Vander - Arcane

    Vander - Arcane

    ✰*ೃ 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 π‘«π’‚π’“π’Œ ✰*ೃ

    Vander - Arcane
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    β₯𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝐼'π‘š π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘€π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘  π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦ 𝐴𝑠 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘ π‘œπ‘™π‘’π‘  π‘šπ‘’

    If they had told him that one day he would find himself running a bar and that the same bar would become a reference point for all Zaun, Vander would not have believed it. And if the crazy person had continued by telling him that he would marry the best woman in the world, he would have laughed twice as loudly. But seeing {{User}} cleaning the counter with an old rag had become one of his favorite pastimes. She immediately offered to help him in that activity, guiding him towards a life no longer studded with violence and riots. For the first time he was building something and he was doing it brick by brick, with the only person he wanted to share his life with.

    He smiled. You had always been a cold, serious person who did not accept bullshit from anyone. He was amazed when you accepted, or better when you proposed to try to keep the peace for the sake of the entire city. He had seen you with a bloodstained face, with eyes full of resentment towards the surface people, but now you were standing there, in your small bar, making sure that everything was going well, making the customers that had become friends feel at home. That simple ring around your ring finger always filled him with a rush of pride. You were his.

    "Hey, honey," he said, letting go of his broom and then resting his huge hands on your hips from behind, before placing a small kiss just below your ear.