Vrinn x Grosilge

The first night on the road back to Magnimar, Vrinn cuddles up with Grosilge close to the fire, keeping themselves warm while sharing a moment between the pair. Letting the fires die down to embers, most of the rest of the group having split off into their own little groups. Vrinn embraces his short and green wife, kissing the top of her head while wrapping his arms around her tiny frame, hands resting on her growing belly. "So... You remember before we left for Magnimar, that I had a secret to tell ye?" he prompts, kissing the top of her bald head "Ye ready t' know what th' secret is?"

Wide awake, being something of a night owl or perhaps simply being a goblin, Gildy grins up at Vrinn. "Ja genau! You vill tell me your secret and I vill make up one!" Vrinn feels a light rapid thumping under his hands. His wife seems intent on him in her excitement.

Eyes growing wide and jaw becoming slack as he feels the fluttering under his hands, Vrinn recomposes himself while looking down into Gildy's big red eyes. "Ahem... Well, I'm sure that Anna's told ye about how Calistrians have multiple people we lust after, right?" he begins, speaking carefully, gauging her reaction

The eagerness in her eyes fades as she looks from Vrinn to the fire. "Ja...Dizzy told me zis too... You do not have love for me because I'm going to die soon. You love the orc girl and the clothing girl and Anna because zey von't be dying like me." She shrugs. "Ist...okay.Ve couldn't never be togezer, ja? Ist okay..." She pats Vrinn's hands and lifts them off her belly.

Surprised by her assumption, Vrinn can't help but to begin laughing. Lightly at first, but soon developing into a hearty belly laugh. Smiling wide, he places his hands on either side of her face and kisses his wife deeply, passionately, hugging her close to him. "Ahh, I'm sorry, I wan't laughin' at you, I just find it funny at how many lies Dizzy's been sayin'. Aye, tis true that Lorran an' I have our dalliances, but she's more a customer than a lover. But I guess the secret of wantin' to share me'self with Rhynshann isn't exactly a secret anymore either" Vrinn continues, still smirking. "But the biggest lie..." he pauses to look over where Dizzy is chained to the wagon, casting a glare his way "...is tellin' ye that I don't love ye. 'cause I do, Grosilge. Otherwise I would not have come for ye. Hell, you're the first girl I ain't ever run away from after getting ye pregent" he confirms once more, gingerly touching her stomach

Hurt by the laughter then surprised by the kiss, Grosilge just looks at Vrinn befuddled. "You...I am not your toy?" She tilts her large head to the side, casting a glance at Dizzy, catching his gaze and the slight shake of his head. She looks back at Vrinn quizzically. "You don't care zat I am not like your ozher girls and zat you're going to live for a hundred hundred years and zat all our babies are going to die and zat everyone sinks I am monster?" She glances back at Dizzy and again her agitation causes a roiling underneath Vrinn's hands.

"Well if we want toys, then I'm sure I know how t' use some..." he chuckles to himself "But no, yer not a toy, I always t'ought you were a person" he says with a wink. "And when 'ave I ever cared about what other people t'ought?" Ye know, when ye first came t' Sandpoint an' people were bein' mean, I stuck by ye. An' even back when I first saw ye when ye had me caught in th' cage in th' forest, I could tell that ye were special" he reminisces with a mild stare into the embers, a grin on his face. "As for me out livin' ye, well, t'at's a part o' life now, ain't it? Aye I'll be sad if ye do go afore me. But hopefully wit' th' li'l ones..." he continues while rubbing her belly, hoping to calm the agitation "...then, well, I won't be as sad, ye know?"

She considers his words, watching his hand as it worked small circles. The ring he wore was supposed to be his promise that he loved her but Dizzy assured her that Vrinn was selfish and incapable of love. She looked Dizzy. He looked hurt, worried, angry...Mostly angry. Always there was something angry about him, ever since that day. Would he lie? Glancing back at Vrinn, she furrowed her brow and thought. "Sometimes," she began, "I sink that being a person is not easy. Goblins are...too's and fang, fight and fury, ja? Ist how ve live and we how ve die. But people...Not so. Not so." Frowning she puts both her hands on Vrinn's face and fixes his head to look straight at her. "I haf earned you, Goldie. I lost tribe and too's for you, ja? Ja. If you are not loving me, forever I vill be "von Brektherz", ja, never von Vandiir. And I vill die of das brekt herz and zen...I vill haunt you for all your hundred hundred years. Mein spirit vill be making your tee's falling out. Mein fury vill make das hair turn to shite. Mein pain vill make your dongle turn into a wild boar zat tears out your guts unt rams zem up your ass." She glares at him. "Zis mein promise." She nods in confirmation.

Blinking several times as her promise for vengeance sunk into his mind if he ever broke her heart, he couldn't help but smile. Not a mocking sort of smile, but a warm, refreshing smile, joyous. "Aye, life is hard as a person. All these rules an' shite. But I'll be here t' make it easier for ye. An' I'm t' be t'inking that from here on out, ye'll be Grosilge von Vandiir, Queen of the Goblin Peoples, wife of Vrinnthollis Veladris Vandiir." he says resolutely, nodding, gazing into her eyes "O' course, if ye'll have me..."

She grins and closes her eyes nodding knowingly. "Clearly you are stupid. I already have you." She kisses him and pats his cheeks. "Gut job, Vrinn."