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21.May.18, 11:35 AM
Xyliah was rather charmed by Azrin, truth be told. He was attractive, his voice was nice, and his hands holding hers were warm but not icky with sweat or dirt. She smiled in mild amusement as he teased Jalazmar, before flashing a grin at being called sister and the acknowledgement that the weather was indeed cooler than she was used to. After the trip between it was positively mid-summer but Xyliah knew that feeling would fade and she’d be cold in the High Reaches mildness before too long. “Thank you, my lord.” She responded politely, dipping her head slightly in exchange for actually curtsying; her arms were rather occupied with lords and she didn’t want to cause a hassle.
A sly, sideways look was given to Azrin at his query about their receiving his gift, and a mysterious but amused smile flickered over Xyliah’s lips. “We did,” she said mildly, glancing up at Jalazmar and flashing a warm smile, eyes bright; she had thoroughly enjoyed their wedding night, until Gabrin stuck his ugly nose in it. She cast a dirty look towards where the other brother was, before being startled by Jalazmar calling out Yanzi’s name. A fleeting frown furrowed her brows before Xyliah relaxed at his request. She was glad he’d required that Yanzi follow them, the maid having been in the process of bossing around some young servants that had clearly been sent out to take care of said luggage. Xyliah tossed a wink discreetly to her maid, who tapped the side of her nose and smiled cheerfully before taking on a serious expression once more.
“The wedding was fun,” Xyliah said sincerely, turning her attention on Azrin with an expression of placid approval as she thought back on the day. “It was not overly extravagant, but Lord Therion was extremely generous!” Honestly, it was a lot more extravagant than Xyliah could have possibly expected before her betrothal to Jalazmar, but she wasn’t about to tell either man that. “Lady Kaylira and I have been friends since we were children, and her mother was extremely helpful as my own couldn’t be there for the preparation.” She did not give away whether or not that particular fact bothered her. She laughed suddenly. “The wedding is all rather mundane compared to our first meeting,” she said in sly amusement, glancing at Azrin to see what he thought of the comment before tossing a teasing grin up at Jalazmar.
A sly, sideways look was given to Azrin at his query about their receiving his gift, and a mysterious but amused smile flickered over Xyliah’s lips. “We did,” she said mildly, glancing up at Jalazmar and flashing a warm smile, eyes bright; she had thoroughly enjoyed their wedding night, until Gabrin stuck his ugly nose in it. She cast a dirty look towards where the other brother was, before being startled by Jalazmar calling out Yanzi’s name. A fleeting frown furrowed her brows before Xyliah relaxed at his request. She was glad he’d required that Yanzi follow them, the maid having been in the process of bossing around some young servants that had clearly been sent out to take care of said luggage. Xyliah tossed a wink discreetly to her maid, who tapped the side of her nose and smiled cheerfully before taking on a serious expression once more.
“The wedding was fun,” Xyliah said sincerely, turning her attention on Azrin with an expression of placid approval as she thought back on the day. “It was not overly extravagant, but Lord Therion was extremely generous!” Honestly, it was a lot more extravagant than Xyliah could have possibly expected before her betrothal to Jalazmar, but she wasn’t about to tell either man that. “Lady Kaylira and I have been friends since we were children, and her mother was extremely helpful as my own couldn’t be there for the preparation.” She did not give away whether or not that particular fact bothered her. She laughed suddenly. “The wedding is all rather mundane compared to our first meeting,” she said in sly amusement, glancing at Azrin to see what he thought of the comment before tossing a teasing grin up at Jalazmar.
