Alaric swept into the room with his usual flair, his presence as vibrant and confident as ever. His long, shimmering coat trailed behind him, the intricate patterns on the fabric catching the light in a way that made him look almost otherworldly. His dark eyes sparkled with curiosity and amusement as he took in the sight of Rosalie, clearly nervous but doing her best to mask it. He couldn’t help but smile—a warm, reassuring smile that he hoped would put her at ease.
He crossed the room with a graceful ease, his gaze flicking to the books and materials Rosalie had prepared. The meticulousness of her setup didn’t go unnoticed, and he appreciated the effort she had put into this session. He reached out and gently touched her arm, a small gesture meant to comfort.
@Rosalie Rutherford
Rosie, darling,he greeted, his voice smooth and rich like a well-aged wine.
The pleasure is all mine, I assure you. And please, no need to be nervous. We're here to learn from each other, after all. And I have no doubt that you’ll be teaching me plenty.
He crossed the room with a graceful ease, his gaze flicking to the books and materials Rosalie had prepared. The meticulousness of her setup didn’t go unnoticed, and he appreciated the effort she had put into this session. He reached out and gently touched her arm, a small gesture meant to comfort.
Now, let’s put those nerves aside, shall we?Alaric continued, his tone light and playful.
We’re about to embark on a fascinating journey into the world of non-magical healing. I’ve been dying to expand my horizons, and who better to guide me than someone as knowledgeable as you?
@Rosalie Rutherford
08-17-2024, 01:27 PM
