[b]"A kiss on the cheek will suffice," River replied with a smile, resting his head down in Emera's lap again, just for a few more lazy moments with her, "If you keep making me gifts, you'r going to have to make me a quilt to keep them all together, Love."

Closing his eyes, River rested in content for a bit longer before there was the quiet thumping of footsteps approached Emera's room. Rive sat up, eyeing the door a bit rigidly as a young Elven boy burst into the room, letters in hand. River let his guard down a bit, but continued to watch the child as he approached, handing one letter to River from Aranhil, & one to Emera from Sylvia. River turned over the letter to make sure the right seal with on it before grabbing the back of the boy's shirt, dragging him close.

"Learn to knock, kid," River said almost threateningly, "& you didn't see me anywhere near Miss Emera, understood?"

The boy nodded & gratefully accepted a small handful of coins before he left the room & the couple to their letters. River hoped Emera didn't mind that he'd paid off the kid, but he knew she considered her reputation was important, for whatever reason. The last thing she needed was some little snot running around & spreading rumor that she spread her legs for a foreign dragon prince.[/b]