Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170609225054/@comment-25808351-20170612200403

Marcus leans into Cyndwella and whispers. "Name what you want my queen, it will be your's once we are home." He pulls away from her ear and smiles. "Cake and ice cream?! Coming up!" Marcus bolts into the cathedral like a mad man, searching for the desert table.