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The Duke's Bride

Started by GamesMaster, Apr 25, 2021, 06:38 pm

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Countess Elaina Moorwood

"I expected more to leave, but yes. I accept. Now..." I sat picking up a goblet of port, "tell me more about yourself." I purr

Marian Hawke

He leans forward. "What do you want to know?" he purrs. 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

I drop my glamour allowing him to see my fangs and pointed ears. "Well first of all I want to know what the nobility I'd doing on the surface...." I smile

Marian Hawke

Garrett jumps back, startled, and has a knife out before he can think straight. "Gah! What-- you're a demon! T-too, I mean!" 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

"Only half" I admit. "There's no shame Garrett." I take out the small glass orb To a gave me and place it before him and it glows purple. "It's a finders orb, this it tuned to demons other than myself. So tell me how you got here and why," I ask

Marian Hawke

"Well, uh. That's... good to have proof, I guess," he admits. "They always called me a demon, so I figured I must be, but I never met my demon parent, so... I wasn't sure. Never met a real demon before." He sheathes his knife. "So sorry, my lady, I was just startled."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

I smile softly. "It's alright. I was worried Abadon was scheming again and I don't want to fight him while securing a kingdom." I smile easily placing the charm up again. "Tell me Garett, how old are you?" I ask as to a brings in two plates each with a thick slice of roast beef, potatoes, carrots, and soft fluffy bread

Marian Hawke

"Twenty eight," he lies. 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

"I don't appreciate lies in my home... least of all from my allies"

Marian Hawke

"Alright, alright, I'm eighteen," he lies again. 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

I smile gently "so why banditry? And how does one rise so far so quickly?" I tease easily slipping into flirting

Marian Hawke

His shoulders seem to relax a little as the topic turns. "Oh, that's easy. Natural talent."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

"Tell me more?" I say taking a bite of dinner

Marian Hawke

"Well, two years ago, I found myself unepectedly homeless, without any family or prospects. But one thing I can do is command the shadows, and other small magics. I used them to prove myself to the previous Bandit King, Hagar. He took me under his wing, and when he died six months past, I took over his spot. I might be small but I'm real scrappy and fierce, and I can plan like nobody's business."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Countess Elaina Moorwood

"Excellent planning is what I need, but that can wait. I did promise you a pleasant evening."  I say with a wink

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