A Symphony of Moments Never to Be

by GrayRobes

A series of oneshots and drabbles about Achmed and Grunthor. May feature some RhapsodyAchmed, may feature a GrunthorJo oneshot eventually. rated M for future chapters.

1. War is War

One:

Achmed was holding Meridion with some uneasiness and more than a little disgust. Grunthor had offered numerous times to hold the baby, but Achmed had the depressing feeling Grunthor would like to hold the baby in his monstrous jaws. He was certain Rhapsody wouldn't like that.

"Well, sir, you still think you got a chance with 'er?" Grunthor asked quietly, not really expecting an answer.

Achmed bounced the baby boy, who cooed delightedly.

"Now more than ever. When Ashe goes away, Meridion will have no father figure."

Grunthor laughed. "You say that like e's goin' ta disappear soon."

Achmed gave the golden haired wyrmkin another bounce absently. "War is war, Grunthor. Things happen."

Grunthor winked. "Right you are, sir."

Set in the Assassin King or In Elegy for A Lost Star--not certain which I prefer. R & R, and I will write more. Actually, I will write more no matter what you guys do so I can get this obsession with Achmed and Grunthor drabbles out of my head.