The words came next when he did that, and Curnen gently combed her fingers through his curls as she sang, soft and low. It was the sort of tune that could easily be a lullaby, if you weren't actually paying attention to what the song was about. Like all the best lullabies seemed to be, in her experience. Her magic twined with his, and she made a little sign with her free hand, turning away any prying eyes.
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Date: 2016-09-22 02:02 pm (UTC)