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18.Jun.22, 09:32 PM
Tazikel nodded with mock seriousness. “I think a week could be arranged. Maybe the horse is because you have to come steal me away at the beginning of the week. For propriety’s sake, of course.” If Tazikel stopped to think about it, he’d have to acknowledge it would not be very respectable for him to be stolen away by a woman—one who didn’t even have a dragon or rank—but his mouth was moving a little faster than his brain on this fantasy. Which was fine, Tazikel liked the image, and it wasn’t like Mylorah would judge him or think too hard on it.
“Maybe our ship will sink in a storm and we’ll be stranded alone somewhere that conveniently has plenty of food and supplies we can make use of. It’ll take them at least a month to find us, if not much, much longer.” He tilted his head in consideration. “Or we could land there safely and still have the ship for convenience, but that’s less dramatic.” Also too easy to be tempted to go back, but that wasn’t the sort of thing one had to worry about in fantasies.
“Too bad you can’t attend the dinners with me. I’d like your opinion on many of the women my parents are considering,” he said, momentarily serious again. Tazikel stroked her hair, pressing their foreheads together. “Then you could help me discover who’s the least boring and most open to sharing.” Really, it was a pity Itherida was already married to his brother. She and Mylorah got along well enough, and Theri had no problems sharing. Or, well, maybe she would if he were actually her husband, but who could say?
“Maybe our ship will sink in a storm and we’ll be stranded alone somewhere that conveniently has plenty of food and supplies we can make use of. It’ll take them at least a month to find us, if not much, much longer.” He tilted his head in consideration. “Or we could land there safely and still have the ship for convenience, but that’s less dramatic.” Also too easy to be tempted to go back, but that wasn’t the sort of thing one had to worry about in fantasies.
“Too bad you can’t attend the dinners with me. I’d like your opinion on many of the women my parents are considering,” he said, momentarily serious again. Tazikel stroked her hair, pressing their foreheads together. “Then you could help me discover who’s the least boring and most open to sharing.” Really, it was a pity Itherida was already married to his brother. She and Mylorah got along well enough, and Theri had no problems sharing. Or, well, maybe she would if he were actually her husband, but who could say?
