"Once we take care of it we'll let ourselves get distracted," he said with a bright laugh.

He sat up a bit and cupped water in his hands to pour gently over Athras' hair. He had so much and it was so beautiful. Dorian couldn't help himself. He ran his fingers through it while getting it wet, loving the feel of it through his fingers.

"You must let me style this one day," he murmured. "I will make you look richer than any Orlesian who dares to look down at their nose at you."