shepherdtostars: ѕнєρнєя∂тσѕтαяѕ〘 ∂иѕ. 〙 (shadow 🌸 03.)
𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓼. ([personal profile] shepherdtostars) wrote in [community profile] synthneon 2021-12-15 09:51 am (UTC)

gosh good thread ;~;

What manner of thoughts? I see a man who is tired. One who has carried the weight of his city on his shoulders and offered to willingly when none other would. I see a man who does his utmost and is far too harsh on himself when things out of his control transpire. The Lord Commander of the Temple Knights has his place, as does the man underneath.

[ She shakes her head. ] I have yet to see dragons work in the way of scouts as men would. Perhaps they have something similar, yet, none seemed aware when we went to the Aery. It would be a question to as Vidnofir once she is well enough to receive company again.

[ She had leaned forward just enough, perhaps to pull him into a kiss as a way to silence his doubts and simply focus on her. The act is never completed given the arrival of the steward and head maid. She - uncharacteristically - glances between the pair and Aymeric. While hospitality is certainly not lost or odd to her... she somehow finds the idea of being cared for as if she were a noble and not just and adventurer strange.

Finally, she nods silently and slowly pulls herself away from the Lord Commander. She tries to straighten her dress as if to insist that all is well and they need not worry over it. Yet, she can tell Aymeric will insist nonetheless, and thus she relents as well. One last glance is sent to Aymeric before she steps over to the head maid and led from the room in haste.

The steward turns his head to look at Aymeric. ]
I don't suppose I should have a bed made up for company as well, ser?

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