Deepwood Weald the only ring i want buried with me are the ones around my eyes

A low chuckle rumbled from his chest at Alarian's statement, and he offered a playful nip to his ear in return. I guess we'll just have to stay in here for a while, then, he replied, gaze flicking towards the fast-falling snow outside. He was warm and comfortable where they were, and he couldn't really think of anything right now that would pull him from his spot curled around his lover. And, I think many things in my life would be severely lacking without you, Midar added, eyes falling from the den opening to rest on what he could see of Alarian's face. It was the truth, and he had no trouble admitting it here.