20.Apr.18, 10:45 PM
“I’m so sorry,”Xyliah mumbled softly, wide eyed and looking slightly out of it, still shocked by the revelation that she’d been so horrendously rude and that her future husband wasn’t yelling at her or throwing her away in disgust. She stared at him vaguely as he held her hand and tilted her chin up. Xyliah took a deep breath through her nose, trying to make her brain and body work again. He wasn’t angry, seemed almost amused even, and she tried to take strength from that. Honestly, she was sure she’d probably been in worse situations, but the whole meeting was so emotional she suddenly felt exhausted!
Xyliah followed quietly as he lead her over to the chair and urged her to sit. She didn’t want to be disrespectful by sitting, but was still caught up in trying to fix her error that sitting seemed the lesser of two evils; would she make him mad if she disobeyed? Xyliah’s eyebrows furrowed and she tilted her head slightly when she realised Jalazmar was now kneeling on the ground before her. Xyliah blinked.
“I’m fine, my lord.” She said softly lifting the hand he wasn’t still holding to brush her curls back from her face, taking another deep breath and breathing it out quietly. “I’m afraid I made rather a fool of myself,” she said quietly, frowning again. “I’m not usually such an idiot,” she promised, looking at her betrothed earnestly now. Xyliah knew there were women who were smarter than she, but she’d always get she had a good head on her shoulders and wasn’t prone to emotional outbursts. Well! Clearly meeting ones betrothed for the first time could be more stressing than anything else she’d been through in her young life!
Xyliah followed quietly as he lead her over to the chair and urged her to sit. She didn’t want to be disrespectful by sitting, but was still caught up in trying to fix her error that sitting seemed the lesser of two evils; would she make him mad if she disobeyed? Xyliah’s eyebrows furrowed and she tilted her head slightly when she realised Jalazmar was now kneeling on the ground before her. Xyliah blinked.
“I’m fine, my lord.” She said softly lifting the hand he wasn’t still holding to brush her curls back from her face, taking another deep breath and breathing it out quietly. “I’m afraid I made rather a fool of myself,” she said quietly, frowning again. “I’m not usually such an idiot,” she promised, looking at her betrothed earnestly now. Xyliah knew there were women who were smarter than she, but she’d always get she had a good head on her shoulders and wasn’t prone to emotional outbursts. Well! Clearly meeting ones betrothed for the first time could be more stressing than anything else she’d been through in her young life!