[font=Arial, serif]Aoife appeared to think on his words, lips pursing in a teasing way. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“You’ve always been pretty, Seb, but no. I don’t think you’ve been sitting idle all this time.”[/font][/color] As for his skills… Leaf chuckled, brows shrugging. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“Boring Chantry meetings don’t teach you how to undo knots.”[/font][/color] Side-eyeing him, she smirked gently. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“You kept that secret long enough from me.” [/font][/color][/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Dexterous, nimble hands would do that, but unlike he, Aoife had to watch her particular talents. Discernment was a talent she wrestled with. Sometimes it was easy, clear and obvious, but in the realms of politics it was best left to dealing with mortal danger, not unleashed on a whim. Since her arrival things had been… different, her heartbeat stilling and skipping forwards simultaneously whenever their hands touched. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Rolling her eyes as her head shook, Leaf would tut at his protest to innocence. Feigning annoyance, her eyes would narrow. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“I’mma wipe that smirk off your face, if you keep lying to me. You know damn well, what your delicate digits danced over.”[/font][/color] With a glance her gaze shifted, but she found the servant too late to ask her own question before he scampered off on the Prince’s whim. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Aoife stared at him, then the apple. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“...Wow. I came all this way to keep your ass safe, and you don’t even offer to get me one too?”[/font][/color] her tone sarcastic. Where he went, so did she, which meant she hadn’t eaten either. Chuckling a little, she’d reach out her hand, [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“I will, if you give me a bite or two?”[/font][/color][/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Dexterous, nimble hands would do that, but unlike he, Aoife had to watch her particular talents. Discernment was a talent she wrestled with. Sometimes it was easy, clear and obvious, but in the realms of politics it was best left to dealing with mortal danger, not unleashed on a whim. Since her arrival things had been… different, her heartbeat stilling and skipping forwards simultaneously whenever their hands touched. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Rolling her eyes as her head shook, Leaf would tut at his protest to innocence. Feigning annoyance, her eyes would narrow. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“I’mma wipe that smirk off your face, if you keep lying to me. You know damn well, what your delicate digits danced over.”[/font][/color] With a glance her gaze shifted, but she found the servant too late to ask her own question before he scampered off on the Prince’s whim. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Aoife stared at him, then the apple. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“...Wow. I came all this way to keep your ass safe, and you don’t even offer to get me one too?”[/font][/color] her tone sarcastic. Where he went, so did she, which meant she hadn’t eaten either. Chuckling a little, she’d reach out her hand, [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“I will, if you give me a bite or two?”[/font][/color][/font]
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