Irene
Dayveth Coren 
Zahrada, Astoria

Dayveth loved Anyanka's voice when it wasn't chastising him or making him feel awful for the things he's done. When she asked her questions, he nodded and kept his smirk, though he softened it a little. 

"Aye, I did. If you turned me away, I'd spend a lot of time with the women and alcohol you mentioned, but I'd be glad I at least tried. As for executing me..." Now Dayveth leaned back and glanced towards the fire. He was imagining his death day, face down on the chopping block, or maybe the gallows. Both scenarios involved his last sight being the woman he loved. 

He turned to the Queen with a smile that only did a halfway job of hiding his thoughts. "I imagine it wouldn't be my problem anymore, would it?"
Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan 
Zahrada, Astoria

She gave a bemused hum at his comment, and let out a long breath. "It's really not fair, that you disappear, leave me heartbroken, and then smile like that and I want to give you the world." She told him, a little annoyed but feeling more heavy than anything. She was tired, she was touch starved and her mind was trying to work out the reasons why exactly she _could't_ just pretend things were back to normal.

Anya sighed, and moved to stand. In doing so, she readjusted her robe a little tighter, and turned her back to him before taking a seat once more, this time in the middle of the couch, and leaned back into him. Her hands found his, and she wrapped them around herself, letting her head lean against his shoulder. 

"This doesn't mean you're forgiven." She told him, closing her eyes to enjoy the warmth of him.
Irene
Dayveth Coren
Zahrada, Astoria

Dayveth almost stood when the queen did, taking that as a sign for him to leave. Thankfully, his knees were sore from his travels and he was a bit slower. It was because of this that he found his former lover in his arms and relaxing against him. 

"I wouldn't dare think I was." Dayveth replied, squeezing her gently as he laid his head against hers. He relaxed, for the first time in what felt like an eternity. "I missed you," He whispered, not even sure if it was loud enough for Anyanka to catch.
Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan
Zahrada, Astoria

Anya heard him, and she gave a scoff of a laugh. "And whose fault is that?" She countered, but she was only teasing. Her hand laid over his as he squeezed, and she felt him relax. Since he'd returned he had carried so much tension, she could see it in his features. 

"I missed you too, Dayveth." She added after a long moment, and let the sound of the fire be the only sound in the room for a while.
Irene
Dayveth Coren 
Zahrada, Astoria

"Mine I suppose," He answered, but he let enough mirth into his voice to let her know he wasn't terribly serious, though he wasn't wrong. Dayveth squeezed her once again and kissed the back of her head. The fire cackled as it began to die down, needing another log. Dayveth wouldn't move for the world however, and stayed put. He didn't see himself being the first to leave.
Joseph
Anyanka Durkhan 
Zahrada, Astoria

Falling asleep on the sofa hadn't been either of their intentions, but she awoke to the sound of a knock on the heavy door of her chambers. The Queen tensed a bit, uncomfortable at having fallen asleep partially sitting up, and pulled herself from Dayveth's arms. She did so slowly, in an attempt not to wake him, but she had a feeling he'd be awake when she opened the door. Another sharp set of knocks sounded, and Anya fixed her robe as she pulled open the door. 

Angelica stood on the other side, her fist paused mid knock as the door swung open. "Did you forget we were-" The blonde paused, noting how Anya hadn't pulled the door open more than a sliver, and the other hand that held tight at the breast of her robe. The annoyed look immediately turned to a smug one and Angelica placed her hand on the door, trying to push it a bit open to peek inside. "Who's the lucky man?" 

"Angelica, stop." 

"Or woman, I'd be stupid to believe I'm the only one who ever- "

_"Angelica"_ Anya insisted, her voice a harsh whisper as she slipped through the crack in the door to close it behind her. "Nothing happened."

Angelica remained quiet, and Anya felt a weird sense of guilt bubble in her chest. 

"Nothing happened, we just slept together." Angelica's brow rose and Anya back tracked. "No we just, _actually_ slept. Nothing happened, I fell asleep, he stayed, it doesn't mean anything." 

"I didn't say it did." Angelica reminded her, and nodded to the end of the hall. "Don't forget, Mikhail's training ends in an hour, you might want to go support him. He's actually doing pretty well for a boy who preferred books to metal." The blonde flicked her brows once more then took her leave. Anya groaned, feeling 18 again and like she'd just been caught with a boy, and headed back inside her chambers to see if she'd woken Dayveth.