[Past] The Night

Malachai leaned against the doorway, a smirk playing on his lips as she teased him about sneaking onto her balcony in the middle of the night. Naughty? I prefer bold, especially when the spinster in question seems far more entertained than scandalized, he replied, his tone warm with amusement. Wage war, though? he’d gaze off, focusing on something in the distance. Now that's an interesting offer. I suppose I'd have to start by claiming a prize, wouldn’t I? A wink tossed before the warm deep tones of a chuckle rumbled in the mans throat.

He moved closer, pausing her before she settled the tray. Fingers reached out to gently fix the shoulder of her robe where it had slipped down her arm, digits briefly grazing her skin before he settled it back into place. Though if I were a proper gentleman, I’d start with something small—like ensuring this stays where it belongs.

As she handed him a cup of tea and mentioned the interrogation, Malachai chuckled softly. Malik. I know he projects the rabid dog persona, but that’s just the pinning of youth. He’s one of my most loyal and determined. If you cannot, for some reason, are unable to reach me, he will protect you or provide you with whatever assistance you should need. He took a sip of the tea, his eyes twinkling. The secret of his true identity had been revealed some hours ago, the facade of a simple diplomat had been more than thoroughly shed. Abroad, I like to call myself an ambassador, but back in Tevinter? My role’s a bit more... hands-on. Let’s just say I handle things personally, like tonight.

When she mentioned the idea of sleep, Malachai set his cup down on the table beside them. You should rest, you know. It's been an eventful night for both of us, and there’s still a little time before dawn. He lowered his voice, a touch more serious now. I didn’t come here just to pass out, but you won’t be able to enjoy tomorrow’s adventures if you burn out before it begins. Their visit was already a short one, could her curiosity really afford to miss Tevinter’s wonders?

He met her gaze, his expression softening slightly. Besides, my presence alone should be enough to help you settle down, shouldn’t it? His lips curled into a playful grin. I could lull you to sleep by reading to you, but I’ve a feeling that’s not enough contact for you. Be it from exhaustion, the soft ease he found in her company, Mal decided to sink more comfortably into the couch behind, brows wiggling.

It can’t be that I am too much of a distraction for you?

@Ophelia Jolfy