Sage chuckled and waved her off, though not in a rude way. "Hey, it wasn't my idea," he protested lightly. Then he shrugged. "Well, he kept some sense at least ...he can still talk and whatnot. He's just...having fun." Normally sage stayed far away from the drink, unless he was serving it....his father was drunk often enough and had hurt him so many times that he was incredibly aware of what the stuff could do. Not to mention he'd had to deal with people so drunk they'd passed out and thrown up and ended up suffocating on their own puke....that was enough to keep him away from it anyway. But Luther wasn't that drunk, and the guy didn't have the heart to hurt anyone here, even drunk. So really he had no worries about it. Then he grinned at Anya. "it's not like the current king is doing much better," he giggled, pointing to Anyas own father, who was stroking a tree trunk like it was someone he loved. Or... something along those lines. Sage wasn't really sure what was going on there, and he was more than happy to sit and watch without thinking too hard about it.

Anya cocked her head slightly at the last bit, a little bit confused to what Sage was saying before she looked over her shoulder only to see her father doing... something to a tree. Anya couldn't help the blush of embarrassment that washed over her as she realised it wasn't just Sage that had noticed, but half the court. "You're kidding," she huffed, kind of glaring at Sage before standing ip and half walking, half running towards her father. "Daddy!" She squeaked like a young girl who's father was doing something out of line... well, that was exactly what was happening. She dragged the man away from the tree and sat him down on the concrete before pointing at the clock. "Look, there's only a few minutes left... why don't you start counting down?" She asked quietly before gaining a nod off the man, who then started counting down the seconds. Anya sighed and wandered back to the bench, covering her face with her hands, very clearly embarrassed by the antics of, well, everyone.

Sage chuckled at Anyas reaction...the girl was pretty uptight about her fathers actions...which, to sage, it was just funny. Perhaps a little bit of black mail. Though, he wasn't the only one in the court yard who'd noticed the king acting like a young child. Of course, most of those adults were also a bit drunk, but they'd all be going to bed soon...there was only a few seconds left on the clock by the time Anya had gotten back to sage and the bench. The little girl on his lap was bouncing around excitedly now, and he had to admit she was getting him excited too. Well, more excited than how excited Anya had previously gotten him. But he had to admit he was more excited to see what would happen afterwards. Whether they just went to bed and cuddled or did.. other things, he would enjoy every minute of it, he knew that.

Anya kept her face covered until she heard the sound of counting fill the air... not just from in the court yard, but also from the village. It was like they were all joining in with one and other, just for a few moments, they were all the same. Anya didn't join in with the counting, she never did, though she had definitely joined in with a huge cheer that filled the air. She turned to Sage, about to wish him a happy new year before Luther ran up to her with a huge grin and placed the biggest kiss to her lips before practically shouting happy new year at her, then ran off, kind of leaving the girl a little shell shocked with furrowed brows and a tilted head before slowly looking back towards Sage with a small chuckle. "What he said," she nodded with a friendly laugh.

Sage grinned and held the little girl up above his head when the count down went off so she could scream and cheer all she wanted without kicking him. He laughed and yelled with her and looked over at Anya to see what she was doing. She had the biggest grin on her face as she turned to him, and he was sure his face was watching hers. Luther's surprise visit....we'll, it surprised him. He could get mad though...he was going to marry the girl, and he was quite obviously pretty drunk and not at all in his right mind. Whatever, he could tease him about it later. That would be fun to do. Sage chuckled and nodded once she'd be to terms with what had happened. "Apparently Luthers bolder drunk than sober," he chuckled, half teasing the girl. Then he looked at the younger one in his arms and sighed happily. "Why don't we get you back to your mom and dad, huh kiddo?"

Anya pouted slightly before giving a grin. "He's a duche when he's drunk," she replied with a slight laugh. It was true, and she had always made sure he knew it. She watched the little girl run off before giving a laugh. "I don't think I've ever seen a little kid so exited for new years - I remember hating it." She shrugged slightly. Another half an hour of pretty much cheers went on before people started filing away, off to bed. Luther was busy throwing up somewhere, and her father had passed out at some point and was carried off buy a few guards who'd come to save the day. She looked to Sage before lightly taking his hand in hers. "You ready to go?" She asked slightly as the cold started getting to her again. She wasn't sure what was going to happen, weather they'd just cuddle or something more once they'd gotten back, but she couldn't care less. She knew they'd both be happy just kind of being with each other anyway.

Sage chuckled and nodded, watching Luther run behind a bush to throw up. He squeezed Anyas hand lightly and smiled. "Yeah, let's go," he murmured. He was excited...no matter what they ended up doing it would be fun. If it ended up being something more, then it would be kind of a tradition. It would be fun, of course, and if Anya wanted to do that he definitely wasn't going to argue. Of course, he'd enjoy just cuddling but surprisingly he wasn't tired.

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Anya nodded and gave a slight smile before kind of leading him back towards the castle, waiting until they were just in the door before pressing a soft kiss, much like the one in the cave to his lips. "Happy new year," she hummed before kind of bouncing and dragging him off towards her room. She didn't care what happened, but she had thought she was tired, from all the noise and whatever, but now she was perfectly awake. She didn't want to make things awkward like she had on Christmas, so king of got herself in the mood, finding herself speeding up towards her room, a slight laugh escaping her as she went. As soon as she slipped through the door of her room, the girl slipped a finger through the v in his tunic, pulling him in for a kiss as she leaned against the back of the door as she fiddled with the latch.

Sage smiled at her and repeated the phrase, lips already tingling. Which was odd, but not necessarily odd for him. Though, he could feel both the grin and the blush spreading as she pulled him to her room. He let out a tiny squeak when she pulled him in, though he obviously enjoyed the kiss. He smiled into it and pressed up against her slightly, kissing her back this time since he had time to. So they were going the intimate route. That was more than fine with him...it was becoming a bit of a thing that was reoccurring, and he couldn't say he didn't like it.

Anya wasn't going to say she didn't enjoy the kiss... or that she'd rather just cuddle up to him because that just wasn't true, she'd enjoy anything they did. Though she did find herself backing off a little. She wanted to see him take over... to see what it'd be like. Experiment if you will. They'd tried it out once or twice for a few minutes, but she wanted to give him the time to adjust before taking over again. Well, if this went the way she was planning, she wouldn't have to take over again. She smiled into the kiss when he started kissing her back, finding that her heart was going a million miles an hour... which, of course, was a good thing. It always was when she was with Sage... even if they were just cuddling up, she had always found that her heart was going. It wasn't exactly a thrill... she wasn't sure what it was, but she definitely liked the feeling, like it was something good, something, well, special if she thought about it.