Deme glanced at Mal, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk at his advisor’s thinly veiled exasperation. He enjoyed the playful exasperation Mal often displayed; it was a part of their strange but enduring dynamic.
He crossed the threshold, giving Mal a reassuring pat on the shoulder as he did.
As they made their way to the North section of the library, Deme’s mind did indeed flit from one desire to another.
He shot Mal a quick, mischievous grin. Despite his seemingly carefree demeanor, Deme was always aware of Mal’s dedication to his safety and well-being. It was a comfort to know his advisor and friend was always there, ready to navigate both the chaos of his library and the unpredictable turns of his whims.
@Malachai Valentius
Ah, the perils of my ever-expanding collection,Deme mused, his tone light. He tapped his chin thoughtfully, pretending to ponder the immense task of navigating his library.
North desk, I believe. That’s where I last saw little Saxton.
He crossed the threshold, giving Mal a reassuring pat on the shoulder as he did.
Don’t worry, Mal. If we’re lucky, Saxton will find it quickly, and we can return to more enjoyable pursuits.
As they made their way to the North section of the library, Deme’s mind did indeed flit from one desire to another.
You know, Mal, perhaps just milling about the taverns around Minrathaus is a bit blah. A drink would be smashing about now, but a dance would be a splendid way to unwind.
He shot Mal a quick, mischievous grin. Despite his seemingly carefree demeanor, Deme was always aware of Mal’s dedication to his safety and well-being. It was a comfort to know his advisor and friend was always there, ready to navigate both the chaos of his library and the unpredictable turns of his whims.
@Malachai Valentius
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