He had taken great care to get here and an item in his possession had not sounded any alarm for lingering ears or magic. It paid to have some acquaintances with the lower classes, some being quite talented mages at the university. He’d demonstrate it to her later, after she was suitably fed and reassured. For the first time, in too long, they were completely alone.
While their parting on the dawn would be bittersweet, he would sooner part from her if it kept her safe in their momentary situation. He’d decided to play, now came deciding his strategy against his opponent. With information being key to it all, stepping out into the public Game would be precarious if he was unprepared. He would need to meet with Lucian, perhaps Ophelia too, perhaps gain players and distractions he could scout behind… but he was getting away with himself, his focus returning to his lady, the true sun in his life.
He’d glanced over the pantry briefly before turning to her, the lines of his face retreating, smoothing over as he took in her smile. [color=#44b8ff]“You know well, I need only a few ingredients to dazzle your palette.”[/color] His grin came easy, void of the heaviness of the past years. [color=#44b8ff]“An omelette perhaps, or..?”[/color] Palms reaching for the sleeves of his shirt to begin rolling them. [color=#44b8ff]“What you, my delightful imp, call Eggy Bread,”[/color] face mocked an exaggerated scowl, though offered no correction. [color=#44b8ff]“Or do I surprise you with something new?[/color]”
Hands used her chair's arms as leverage, his face leaning in to nuzzle into her neck to draw back and peck her lips. [color=#44b8ff]“You’re intelligent and wise, but from now until I leave, let us not mention him anymore, yes?” [/color]
While their parting on the dawn would be bittersweet, he would sooner part from her if it kept her safe in their momentary situation. He’d decided to play, now came deciding his strategy against his opponent. With information being key to it all, stepping out into the public Game would be precarious if he was unprepared. He would need to meet with Lucian, perhaps Ophelia too, perhaps gain players and distractions he could scout behind… but he was getting away with himself, his focus returning to his lady, the true sun in his life.
He’d glanced over the pantry briefly before turning to her, the lines of his face retreating, smoothing over as he took in her smile. [color=#44b8ff]“You know well, I need only a few ingredients to dazzle your palette.”[/color] His grin came easy, void of the heaviness of the past years. [color=#44b8ff]“An omelette perhaps, or..?”[/color] Palms reaching for the sleeves of his shirt to begin rolling them. [color=#44b8ff]“What you, my delightful imp, call Eggy Bread,”[/color] face mocked an exaggerated scowl, though offered no correction. [color=#44b8ff]“Or do I surprise you with something new?[/color]”
Hands used her chair's arms as leverage, his face leaning in to nuzzle into her neck to draw back and peck her lips. [color=#44b8ff]“You’re intelligent and wise, but from now until I leave, let us not mention him anymore, yes?” [/color]
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