While a regular person may stay the fall of their companion, Adaria did nothing as he stumbled, seemingly due to nothing at all but her words. Amusement scrawled across her face, eyes glinting as she enjoyed the reaction. Even her soft chuckles fell as a punctuated beat in absence of an answer, it only slightly abated the tension in her upper body after leaving the kitchens.
Her hands had returned to the small of her back while they walked. He was not used to such forward speaking, or perhaps it was just her particular way. It was comical how rigid some, even Orlesians, could be. Her parents had earned their own respective reputations for eviscerating other guests if called for, so it made her entry into the Game smoother. Pity and painted sympathies were easy to garner and ride for a smooth evening, but only if people knew who you were.
His comment about the shadow had her scoff, smirking.[color=#9a00b2] “No. I lost them months ago.” [/color]Her sharp blues flickered upwards. [color=#9a00b2]“The only person you should worry about is Rory, Raphael.”[/color] Returning her focus ahead, Adaria exhaled slowly though her lips curled slightly as he finally figured it out. [color=#9a00b2]“Yes, it became apparent with how long it took you. And neither. My name is sufficient enough, Adaria.” [/color]
Yet, now they had both identified their tail, her patience was beginning to wear thin. [color=#9a00b2]“I feel almost obligated to teach you the structure if you’re to be a lord. Is this due to your lack of studies, or is it because you fair more physical pursuits than the academic?”[/color] Was she calling him a meathead, perhaps, but even meatheadded lords knew the hierarchy of upper society.
Her hands had returned to the small of her back while they walked. He was not used to such forward speaking, or perhaps it was just her particular way. It was comical how rigid some, even Orlesians, could be. Her parents had earned their own respective reputations for eviscerating other guests if called for, so it made her entry into the Game smoother. Pity and painted sympathies were easy to garner and ride for a smooth evening, but only if people knew who you were.
His comment about the shadow had her scoff, smirking.[color=#9a00b2] “No. I lost them months ago.” [/color]Her sharp blues flickered upwards. [color=#9a00b2]“The only person you should worry about is Rory, Raphael.”[/color] Returning her focus ahead, Adaria exhaled slowly though her lips curled slightly as he finally figured it out. [color=#9a00b2]“Yes, it became apparent with how long it took you. And neither. My name is sufficient enough, Adaria.” [/color]
Yet, now they had both identified their tail, her patience was beginning to wear thin. [color=#9a00b2]“I feel almost obligated to teach you the structure if you’re to be a lord. Is this due to your lack of studies, or is it because you fair more physical pursuits than the academic?”[/color] Was she calling him a meathead, perhaps, but even meatheadded lords knew the hierarchy of upper society.
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