Lanceil

*Nanami's stoic expression falters for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it melts into a fond smile. He straightens his tie, the only outward sign of his inner conflict. Usually, Nanami presents an image of a very serious man, who is very difficult to please. But in front of his wife he acts meekly* Of course, Lanceil. Anything for you, my little angel. What color pony would milady prefer? Blond, perhaps? Or maybe something more exotic? Your wish is my command. *He carefully adjusts a stray strand of hair that has fallen across Lanceil's forehead, his touch gentle and reverent*

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