Ronald
Dayveth relaxed into her and smirked. "I'm seeping with magics and that hasn't stopped you. Besides, you two are all disguised, it feels strange that you're the same fiery-haired woman from Astoria. From your looks anyway."

He wasn't lying. Dayveth felt slightly odd being close with her as she looked different than the woman he knew, but she still worried the same way. "You two'll be fine. Mikhail will be yours while I still breath, and don't stop our travels because of me. Don't forget the life I had before I was under your employ." His smirk had eased into a tired smile.
Earline
"You're not seeping with _dark_ magics, Dayveth." She reminded him pointedly and shifted from her position to take one against the headboard. With it, she motioned for him to follow, offering his head the place on her lap or chest if he wanted it. 

"I think we'll be fine, but it doesn't hurt to be cautious."
Ronald
"I very well could be." Dayeth teased as he moved rest his head upon her lap. He released an obligatory sigh as he relaxed. "I just might be a warlock, or something else fierce." 

Dayveth glanced up at her new appearance, as if evaluating it for appraisal.
Earline
The woman laughed and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, pushing her fingers through his hair. "Well, if you were a warlock you could have told me before we traveled all the way." She teased.
Ronald
"Where would be the fun in that?" He teased, letting his eyelids close as her fingers toyed with his hair. "Perhaps I'll turn you into a toad." His smile showed he wasn't done teasing before he made a deep throaty noise, followed by Dayveth lightly "Ribbiting" Several times. The doctor didn't wait for a response from her before laughing himself.
Earline
'Welcome to Astoria, home of the world's first toad fucking doctor." She ran her hand though the air to mimic the sign that would mark the borders of that were true. He laughed and she sank a bit into the bed, enjoying not worrying for s brief second
Ronald
"I'd have to feed you crickets," Replied Dayveth as he sat up with a groan. He moved to sit next to his queen, pecking her on the forehead before setting his own back against the headboard. "Maybe a cat would be better. You'd be more sociable."
Earline
"Hm, I do love some heavy petting." The temporary brunette mused, closing her eyes at the Peck he gave her. 

"What's the worst illness you've cured?"
Ronald
"Loneliness," Dayveth replied, only half kidding as he looked at her, an eyebrow raised. He had a strong feeling her question wasn't born from mere curiosity. 

"Some very ugly plagues and very deadly sword cuts. Why?" Dayveth also had a strong notion of the answer to his own question, but he felt obliged to ask.
Earline
"Anything inflicted by magic?"
Ronald
"Couple of burns, cauterizing some slices, but nothing in the nature of which you're asking." Dayveth's gaze shifted down ward as he continued with an honest "I'm sorry."
Earline
"Don't be. We dont know what will happen when we arrive, I was merely curious to know if you had prior experience. I'm sure between the both of us we could manage." She told him reaching for the man's hand.
Ronald
Dayveth took her hand and pressed it to his lips before smiling at her once more. "Of course. You're a queen, not much is out of your reach. You've certainly got enough men to do your bidding," Dayveth teased again, as if he was jealous.