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29.Apr.18, 10:24 AM
While Lord Therion was appraising her appearance, Kaylira was studying him too from beneath demurely lowered ebony eyelashes. She didn't curtsy, for he had told her shortly after they were engaged that it was not necessary. It had felt a bit odd at first not to show him the kind of deference most Lord Holders, including her own father, demanded, but she wanted to please him and had agreed to that simple request.
She liked the colors he had chosen. His doublet was made of blue, cranberry, and gold brocade and he was wearing a dove gray shirt beneath it. His breeches were of black leather and his polished boots were black as well. The only jewelry he wore was his golden signet ring. She noticed the way his hair curled at the nape of his neck and idly wondered what it would feel like to run her fingers through it.
“I'm delighted that you invited me,” she replied, finally meeting his eyes. Even though she was of average height, she had to stretch her neck a bit to look up at him. Would their children be as tall as he was, she wondered?
Kaylira was about to tell him that she understood that he was too busy to spend much time with her, but then he mentioned that he had a gift for her, and she crossed the room to stand beside him, her eyes widening when she saw the table placed before the fireplace. On top of it sat a rectangular box filled with sand and in the center sat a perfectly formed firelizard egg. Therion's bronze Chanson was perched beside the box, watching it.
“Ohhhhh,” she breathed, not daring to take her eyes from it.
She liked the colors he had chosen. His doublet was made of blue, cranberry, and gold brocade and he was wearing a dove gray shirt beneath it. His breeches were of black leather and his polished boots were black as well. The only jewelry he wore was his golden signet ring. She noticed the way his hair curled at the nape of his neck and idly wondered what it would feel like to run her fingers through it.
“I'm delighted that you invited me,” she replied, finally meeting his eyes. Even though she was of average height, she had to stretch her neck a bit to look up at him. Would their children be as tall as he was, she wondered?
Kaylira was about to tell him that she understood that he was too busy to spend much time with her, but then he mentioned that he had a gift for her, and she crossed the room to stand beside him, her eyes widening when she saw the table placed before the fireplace. On top of it sat a rectangular box filled with sand and in the center sat a perfectly formed firelizard egg. Therion's bronze Chanson was perched beside the box, watching it.
“Ohhhhh,” she breathed, not daring to take her eyes from it.
