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Post by Titus Blackbriar on Oct 12, 2018 15:40:25 GMT 1
"That is by no means what I mean, my lady! And you must forgive me if that is how it seems." he spoke quickly, clearly panicking. "The Lady Daena has been on my mind oft since she granted me her favour, but we've spoken only once, at the smallfolk's tournament." He clears his throat and slows down, clearly uneasy with discussing such matters with anyone, even less a woman like Lady Laena. "I assure you, my intent is to honour her and carry her favour as far as I can in this tournament... but I do wish to get to know her further." It was not meant in the carnal sense but he would be lying if his claiming his thoughts as purely virtuous. Any man would.
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Post by Laena Pyre on Oct 12, 2018 17:47:15 GMT 1
"Ah!" She raises a finger in admonishment. "What did I tell you mere moments ago about appearing weak and indecisive? I said don't! And you said you will keep it in mind! And here you are, almost the very next words out of your mouth are flustered and babbling!" She places the back of her hand to her forehead in a theatrical gesture. "Oh, what a sad day when a knight's word is worth so little!" The amused tone in her voice turns serious again as she snaps her attention back to him. "If you cannot control your tongue, bite it. Look thoughtful for a few moments while you gather your wits. It's better to remain silent and be considered thoughtful, than to open your mouth carelessly. You are a man, now.
"So, let us try again." Her tone shifts again, to one that is faintly accusatory. "So, my sister is often on your mind, and you want to get to 'know' her better, but you're not interested in marriage at the moment? Well, that makes the purpose of your interest rather obvious, now, doesn't it?"
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Post by Titus Blackbriar on Oct 13, 2018 0:41:21 GMT 1
He stops and sighs. Pressing the ridge between his eyes with his thumb and index finger he then runs his hand through his hair. “My lady must forgive me. My mind is... elsewhere.” He stiffens up and looks at her with tired eyes. “I do not wish to insult you or yours and I most certainly do not seek to take advantage of a natural-born daughter's wantonness reputed or not. That is not who I am. Now with your permission I have to return to camp and prepare for today’s jousts.”
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Post by Laena Pyre on Oct 13, 2018 11:42:13 GMT 1
Laena herself sighs in return. "It seems my attempts to distract you from the worries of the day were in vain, seemingly causing you more distress, instead. My apologies, Ser. So there is no misunderstanding, I never seriously believed you had ill-intentions towards my sister. Even as you are, I feel she could do a lot worse.
"Go, and may the Seven watch over you."
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Post by Titus Blackbriar on Oct 13, 2018 12:18:53 GMT 1
“And they you my lady” he bowed courteously and walked away briskly.
Idiot, you’re just making things worse!
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