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13.Jul.18, 09:27 AM
Xyliah felt rather validated by Azrin’s laughter. Yes, he may have been laughing at her, but he did agree that Gabrin was not particularly classy, and honestly, that was enough for Xyliah to be feeling smug about. Jalazmar’s brother was as awful as she thought he was, because his other brother had agreed with her, however indirectly. Xyliah flashed a smile, then laughed softly when Azrin took the glass of alcohol she’d foisted off on her husband.
With her eyebrows pulling together, Xyliah watched as Azrin wandered off to get her a drink. She’d been meaning to ask Jalazmar why everyone called him ‘lamb’, but it wasn’t something that was usually at the top of her conversational list when they were alone, and while pillow talk may enable it to be brought up, by that point she was rather focused on other things. She was about to voice her question, when she heard Azrin talking to Yanzi, and her maid’s soft laughter. Xyliah smiled over her shoulder, turning to look at her maid, as the slightly older woman replied with a deeply amused, ‘there are few who can buck me off.’ Xyliah, who had been paying too much attention to her own thoughts, had missed the original question and she turned to look at Azrin questioningly just as he included them in the topic.
“Yanzi is a really good rider,” Xyliah said, completely innocent, and missing the fond (if amused) look Yanzi tossed at her from behind her back. “Do you have many horses?” She asked, side-tracked from her questioning about the ‘Lamb’ nickname once more. “I haven’t been out on a good horse in so long!” Xyliah sighed dramatically, pouting, before turning to frown at Yanzi when the woman gave a strangled laugh, spluttering out an apology about swallowing water badly that Xyliah didn’t buy at all. She turned back to the two Lords with a regal toss of her head, curls bouncing.
“Yanzi’s up to something,” she said, quite firmly and with great disdain. She could hear Yanzi giggling behind her, but ignored her with the same regal airs as she’d used ignoring Gabrin whenever he was near her.
With her eyebrows pulling together, Xyliah watched as Azrin wandered off to get her a drink. She’d been meaning to ask Jalazmar why everyone called him ‘lamb’, but it wasn’t something that was usually at the top of her conversational list when they were alone, and while pillow talk may enable it to be brought up, by that point she was rather focused on other things. She was about to voice her question, when she heard Azrin talking to Yanzi, and her maid’s soft laughter. Xyliah smiled over her shoulder, turning to look at her maid, as the slightly older woman replied with a deeply amused, ‘there are few who can buck me off.’ Xyliah, who had been paying too much attention to her own thoughts, had missed the original question and she turned to look at Azrin questioningly just as he included them in the topic.
“Yanzi is a really good rider,” Xyliah said, completely innocent, and missing the fond (if amused) look Yanzi tossed at her from behind her back. “Do you have many horses?” She asked, side-tracked from her questioning about the ‘Lamb’ nickname once more. “I haven’t been out on a good horse in so long!” Xyliah sighed dramatically, pouting, before turning to frown at Yanzi when the woman gave a strangled laugh, spluttering out an apology about swallowing water badly that Xyliah didn’t buy at all. She turned back to the two Lords with a regal toss of her head, curls bouncing.
“Yanzi’s up to something,” she said, quite firmly and with great disdain. She could hear Yanzi giggling behind her, but ignored her with the same regal airs as she’d used ignoring Gabrin whenever he was near her.
