A Spot of Hogswatch Trouble, Pt. 2

[scots_wolf]

[[from here]]

The next morning, Urquhart awakes to fine bed-linen and the unique shade of cool bright light that promises a sunny, snowy day outside.

He lifts his head, pulling his long blond hair free from the pillow where it had remained as it was, tangled from last night, while he'd been sleeping.

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[scots_wolf]

"You can buy a tie, and I'll go make stollen with the kitchen staff," Urquhart says.

[morethanprops]

"Then we'll meet up and look dashing at the ball,"

Moist offers him a piece of ham with a grin.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart eats it from his fingers, like a very tame wolf.

[morethanprops]

"Tasty?"

He strokes Urquhart's mouth as he picks up another piece of ham.

[scots_wolf]

"Oh yes," Urquhart says. "They make excellent ham here, you're right."

[morethanprops]

"Of course. I know where to find quality."

[scots_wolf]

"You do," Urquhart smiles, starting to peel a nice imported orange.

[morethanprops]

Moist smiles and leans over to kiss Urquhart, "As do you."

[scots_wolf]

"I found you, after all," Urquhart smirks. "And we both found Saffron."