[He let her curtsy and kiss his hand, because this mattered, this was important to her. He nodded solemnly at it. But as soon as she had finished, he smiled softly and took her up in his arms, enveloping her in a tight embrace. He said nothing, but his actions conveyed a message, in addition to all his love and affection. The hug was not the hug of a king to a girl, or the embrace of even the closest representatives of allied peoples. It was the hug of an older brother to a younger sister, fierce and close and tender, and just a little bit playful.
They still bore their burdens, the power and responsibility of their races, their clans. But now, at least a little, they bore them together. She was not timelord, and he was not fey - but they were one clan nevertheless. Bound more closely than any allies. A relationship that was at once vast and encompassing and incomprehensible, while at the same time it was small and personal and the simplest and most natural thing in the world.]
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They still bore their burdens, the power and responsibility of their races, their clans. But now, at least a little, they bore them together. She was not timelord, and he was not fey - but they were one clan nevertheless. Bound more closely than any allies. A relationship that was at once vast and encompassing and incomprehensible, while at the same time it was small and personal and the simplest and most natural thing in the world.]