The Nettle that Twines the Pieces of his Heart
by Jafndaegur
Piece Three: Leave Him Whole
"Would you run an errand, Chise?" Elias asked, stepping in through the door. The smell of fresh pine and sandalwood filled their home as he avoided knocking his horns against the doorframe. He peeked into the kitchen, his voice tired but pleasant still. "I have some paperwork to do for Simon, otherwise I would go."
"In London?" she asked, turning her attention to him. Her hands moved to her lap, neatly folding one over the other.
His hum rumbled in his chest as he took a seat across from her. "If that is not too much to ask of you."
a/n: I do not own the Ancient Magus' Bride. Thanks for reading!