07.Oct.19, 01:44 AM
What Tazikel said made sense and she’d mull it over some more later on since it seemed like she had just been invited to visit the fabled Tillek Hold. “Why, Sir Tazicurls, did you just ask me out on a third date before the second is over? We must be practically married by Holder standards,” she laughed and it felt good. The whole ‘date’ had since it stopped her from worrying and thinking about the Hatching and shown her she really did enjoy being around the lordling. She kind of knew she would but she’d also been a bit worried that maybe they wouldn’t get along well when clothed and upright.
“I might just have to accept the invitation. For the ship and possibly even the horse, of course. You being there would just be an added bonus,” she stuck her tongue out at him in teasing before pointing them down the path that would start a trek down to the beach. She decided not to take them all the way down there though, mostly due to the length of time and no matter what he said, Mylorah didn’t think Tazikel was dressed properly for sand. Was he for grass, though? He did say he didn’t mind so she angled them in another direction, slightly off the path and startled a bit at the question.
“We are. He’s a good guy and I wish more people would notice that and stop seeing just his bland interest in—wait!” Mylorah stopped them as they reached their target, the edge of the plateau a few feet from the ledge that overlooked the bay. “You know Kordi? How do you know him? Oh! From his time at Ista Hold?” Mylorah’s eyes lit up in interest at that. How cool was it that she befriended one of the lords that knew Kordiavis back then? Not that she knew how many lords were actually out there and maybe they all knew each other and it wasn’t that big of a deal but it was to her anyway.
She plunked herself down on the grass and patted the spot next to her to get Tazikel to join her. “This is one of my favourite views at sunset,” she said as if continuing the tour, but Mylorah couldn’t let the fact drop that her friends knew each other. “But it’s not sunset and I need to know all about Kordi when he was younger because he never shares.”
“I might just have to accept the invitation. For the ship and possibly even the horse, of course. You being there would just be an added bonus,” she stuck her tongue out at him in teasing before pointing them down the path that would start a trek down to the beach. She decided not to take them all the way down there though, mostly due to the length of time and no matter what he said, Mylorah didn’t think Tazikel was dressed properly for sand. Was he for grass, though? He did say he didn’t mind so she angled them in another direction, slightly off the path and startled a bit at the question.
“We are. He’s a good guy and I wish more people would notice that and stop seeing just his bland interest in—wait!” Mylorah stopped them as they reached their target, the edge of the plateau a few feet from the ledge that overlooked the bay. “You know Kordi? How do you know him? Oh! From his time at Ista Hold?” Mylorah’s eyes lit up in interest at that. How cool was it that she befriended one of the lords that knew Kordiavis back then? Not that she knew how many lords were actually out there and maybe they all knew each other and it wasn’t that big of a deal but it was to her anyway.
She plunked herself down on the grass and patted the spot next to her to get Tazikel to join her. “This is one of my favourite views at sunset,” she said as if continuing the tour, but Mylorah couldn’t let the fact drop that her friends knew each other. “But it’s not sunset and I need to know all about Kordi when he was younger because he never shares.”