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Re: Holiday in D'Hara
« Topic Start: December 27, 2016, 05:15:47 PM »
Roleplay from Kateera McDowell   (11 hours, 46 minutes ago) message to all nobles of D'Hara


Kateera watched Drizztle walk away with a disappointed expression on her face. She'd had a wonderful evening with the man but he was right it had to come to an end. She looked down to the emerald dress and wondered if she had done it justice. She had caught him staring at her a few times while they talked and hoped that was the reason why. She sighed as she picked up the glasses and the bottle of Red Langor and set them aside.

She then removed her dress and got ready for bed, at least she would sleep off what remained of the night. Laying down into her cot, she looked up at the canvas and blinked sleepily. Just as she started to fall asleep, she sat up quickly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. The Guardian! She had written Drizztle a letter with the sword, telling him to seek her out to find out what the prayer meant, but as the night had progressed they had both been too preoccupied with one another and had completely forgotten about it.

Laying back down into the cot, she grinned lightly and covered her eyes with her arm. Soon her grin turned into heartfelt laughter and she shook her head. Well, he would simply have to return to her if he wanted to know the meaning of the words. Perhaps she would tell him or she would simply distract him into forgetting once more. It could be interesting to see how many times he would seek her out, but she had to admit she wouldn't tire of the attention.

Smiling, she turned over and fell asleep...
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