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19.Feb.21, 06:56 PM
Of course he hadn’t even considered the option of hiring her. Gangleri was an odd man in many ways, including his kind view to women—or at least of her. His words about how she never served him but took care of him made her smile softly. If she wanted, she could argue how that was just a politer way of saying she served him since both definitions had her tending to his needs. But she let it slide as she saw the kindness behind the words and how genuine the man was.
It was quite obvious Gangleri wasn’t talking about his wife when he referred to someone he loved and Quilriana’s heart ached for him. The marriage seemed to be on the loveless side of the spectrum from the little he ever spoke about it and then the woman he did love was also dead. How many times could a man strike out in love? Yet there he was, offering to marry her simply because she made him laugh again. Had he given up entirely on finding love again or was the sense of feeling alive once more after wandering for so long what he had decided he longed for the most?
It touched her that he believed she could bring light back into life and Quilriana was close to agreeing simply for that. But there were still hurdles to get over and logistics to work out. “Speaking of that dragonrider… he is a friend and perhaps sometimes more. I wouldn’t want to risk spreading any rumours and ruining your reputation or even your chance at becoming a master.” She knew enough about the Halls from gossip in the tavern to know that getting tapped based on age or experience was not something that was guaranteed. Hall politics were involved and someone had to be willing to stand behind the decision to do so and would they want to assist a man that had a wife that was sleeping with a dragonrider?
“I also wouldn’t dream of asking your brother to leave so don’t even think to try,” she gave him a look worthy of the dark queen he liked to think she was. And speaking of that, “And please. While I’m always looking for dutiful minions, I don’t need anyone disappearing in my name.” Not that Quilriana believed Gangleri would ever do such a thing, no matter how sincere his offer seemed.
It was quite obvious Gangleri wasn’t talking about his wife when he referred to someone he loved and Quilriana’s heart ached for him. The marriage seemed to be on the loveless side of the spectrum from the little he ever spoke about it and then the woman he did love was also dead. How many times could a man strike out in love? Yet there he was, offering to marry her simply because she made him laugh again. Had he given up entirely on finding love again or was the sense of feeling alive once more after wandering for so long what he had decided he longed for the most?
It touched her that he believed she could bring light back into life and Quilriana was close to agreeing simply for that. But there were still hurdles to get over and logistics to work out. “Speaking of that dragonrider… he is a friend and perhaps sometimes more. I wouldn’t want to risk spreading any rumours and ruining your reputation or even your chance at becoming a master.” She knew enough about the Halls from gossip in the tavern to know that getting tapped based on age or experience was not something that was guaranteed. Hall politics were involved and someone had to be willing to stand behind the decision to do so and would they want to assist a man that had a wife that was sleeping with a dragonrider?
“I also wouldn’t dream of asking your brother to leave so don’t even think to try,” she gave him a look worthy of the dark queen he liked to think she was. And speaking of that, “And please. While I’m always looking for dutiful minions, I don’t need anyone disappearing in my name.” Not that Quilriana believed Gangleri would ever do such a thing, no matter how sincere his offer seemed.
