Wandering wonders

Lustara grinned, clearly entertained by her playful retort. A special fee, hmm? Well, darling, if anyone deserves to set their own price, it’s you. He tapped a finger to his chin thoughtfully, his eyes sparkling with the kind of mischievous humor that seemed to make everything he said sound like both a jest and a promise.

When she mentioned her history with Zevran, Lustara’s gaze shifted, softening in the faintest, barely noticeable way as he watched her. Lustara, more than anyone, understood the gravity of people from one’s past reappearing in their present. He was as perceptive as he was charming, and he nodded, a glint of recognition in his expression, though he didn’t press for more details.

I’ve no doubt you’d manage him beautifully, Maika, he replied, his voice rich with approval. In fact, I wouldn’t mind watching you teach him a lesson in humility if it ever comes to that. Zevran may be skilled, but we both know he’s got a certain... flair for trouble. Reminds me of someone else I know. He smirked, the comparison clearly aimed at Maika herself.

As she planted a quick peck on his cheek, Lustara chuckled, clearly amused but pleased by the familiarity of the gesture. Ah, favorite friend? You’re spoiling me now, he said, giving her an exaggerated look of feigned innocence. Though I’m certain there are far more handsome men than myself around here. They just don’t wear it quite so well, do they?

Lustara listened as she offered her friendship and understanding in return, something rare and genuine. His eyes softened a touch, a brief but sincere expression of gratitude crossing his face. A rare friend indeed, Maika. If I ever find myself in need of counsel—or simply a partner in crime—I’ll be certain to look no further.

With a gracious, sweeping gesture, he motioned toward the back room. Well, consider this a reprieve, then. Take that well-deserved break and join me. He gave her an elegant bow, a devilish smile still playing on his lips as he led the way to the back, his gait smooth and assured. Tonight’s on the house, darling. After all, what’s the point of a little power if you can’t use it to spoil the ones who make life just a little more… entertaining?

He shot her a wink over his shoulder as he disappeared into the back, already reaching for the bottle of the good stuff with an invitation to unwind and let the world—and its troubles—fade into the shadows beyond.

@Maika Arainai