Alaric’s laughter followed Deyran’s words, rich and unrestrained, his sharp eyes dancing with delight at the playful audacity. He took the offered hand without hesitation, his fingers curling around Deyran’s in a gesture that managed to be both intimate and nonchalant. His voice was low, a velvet caress against the hum of the tavern.
As they approached the bar, Alaric cast a sweeping glance around the room, the kind that drew attention as much as it assessed the scene. He leaned casually against the counter, his presence magnetic, as though he owned the very air around him.
When the drinks arrived, he raised his glass, letting the faint glow of the liquid catch the light.
Alaric tilted his head, his gaze sharp yet inviting, as though he could see through to whatever truth lay beneath Deyran’s carefully cultivated bravado—and was eager to learn more.
@Deyran
Oh, darling, I’m not one to shy away from a challenge,he murmured, stepping in close enough for his shoulder to brush lightly against Deyran’s as they walked.
Especially when the stakes involve proving that we’re the most dazzling pair to grace this establishment tonight.
As they approached the bar, Alaric cast a sweeping glance around the room, the kind that drew attention as much as it assessed the scene. He leaned casually against the counter, his presence magnetic, as though he owned the very air around him.
Two of your finest drinks,he told the bartender with a flourish, his tone commanding yet effortlessly charming.
And by finest, I mean something that will make us forget the horrors of red lyrium and giant monstrosities. Impress me.He shot a quick, conspiratorial wink at Deyran, as if to say *Watch this.*
When the drinks arrived, he raised his glass, letting the faint glow of the liquid catch the light.
To danger, darling,he toasted, his lips curling into a smirk that promised mischief and more.
And to rewards worth every risk.He held Deyran’s gaze over the rim of the glass as he took a slow, deliberate sip, savoring not just the drink but the charged atmosphere between them.
So,he said after a moment, setting his glass down with a soft clink,
tell me. You’ve survived battles, faced down horrors, and clearly left a trail of broken hearts in your wake. What’s next for a man like you? Surely you’re not planning to retire and take up gardening?His teasing smile softened into something warmer, more curious, as he studied Deyran.
Or is there something else driving you forward? A cause, a dream, a promise?
Alaric tilted his head, his gaze sharp yet inviting, as though he could see through to whatever truth lay beneath Deyran’s carefully cultivated bravado—and was eager to learn more.
@Deyran
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