21.Jul.19, 01:26 AM
He laughed, delighted at the news of her matchmaking schemes. “And I assume you’ll dance even more later tonight,” he teased. His arm settled around her shoulders easily as they relaxed. “I haven’t danced yet, just listened to the Harpers. There’s one song that’s new this turn- I think it’s special for the gather.” He whistled a few bars. “Maybe they’ll share it…”
Beckitt smirked as she took the sweet with a tease. “Thought you’d approve.” He laughed at the suggestion. “No, I’m smarter than that; needed to save some marks for my fripparies,” he replied, stretching out his arm for her to inspect the embroidered sleeves on his newest shirt. “Birds need fancy feathers after all.”
He settled back again and popped a sweet in his own mouth, savoring the burst of sugar on his tongue. “How is Misha? Who brought him, anyway?”
Beckitt smirked as she took the sweet with a tease. “Thought you’d approve.” He laughed at the suggestion. “No, I’m smarter than that; needed to save some marks for my fripparies,” he replied, stretching out his arm for her to inspect the embroidered sleeves on his newest shirt. “Birds need fancy feathers after all.”
He settled back again and popped a sweet in his own mouth, savoring the burst of sugar on his tongue. “How is Misha? Who brought him, anyway?”