Percival Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rol

Vex felt a swell of feelings she couldn't label, contentment at its core but a yearning too, but it showed only in the warmth of her eyes and hint of smile. Her thumb brushed softly across the back of Percy's hand, enjoying that small connection.

"Are you happy, darling?" she murmured softly, just for them.