#lonqx

send me a “۞” and I’ll introduce you to one of my other muses

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" Oh━ uh, hello. 

                   I’m sorry, I don’t believe i’ve met you.

                                                                   My name is SeeU.”  

Sucking in a breath, the noblewoman bit her lip, hovering outside of Lon'qu's tent.

"... Lon'qu?" she spoke up before she headed in.

Seeing him there only made her stomach tie into knots. How could she bring this up? How could she have been so despicable to have ever doubted his love and cause such a disaster?!

She sat next to the Myrmidon, but kept her distance, unable to meet his gaze.

"I... I'm afraid I... I've done something terrible... Please, forgive me..."

She bit her lip, nervously playing with the parasol in her grip as tears began to spill out of her eyes.

This was it. He would leave her, all because she acted irrationally in a moment of confusion and hurt!

6. A strip tease.

Maribelle's face went a dark red at this.

"G-Gods...! Here?! Now...?! I..." 

The noblewoman seemed to hesitate, gripping her parasol tightly in her nervousness. 

"... You had best not laugh...!" she said, refusing to meet his eyes. What was this shameful display, she cursed the gods for this. How embarrassing.

Slowly, but surely, she began to remove articles of her clothing, bit by bit, but she would not remove them wholly. It was a tease after all. 

[Sorry its been awhile!  Started a new thread, hope this is ok]

Gregor took another sip of his whiskey as he thought about Lon'qu's question. Indeed, what had Gregor been up to?  Honestly, since the resolution of the war, things had been nowhere as interesting as they were before.  Sure, he still saw some action, but his job as a Shepherd was easily the best paying one of his life.  

"Eh, Gregor do side jobs here and there," he admitted as he gently set his glass down on the table in front of him.  "Gregor fight a few bad guys, carry things around, even guard the body of rich fat man!" He said with a chuckle, "But is sort of boring.  Gregor is hoping for something better soon." He threw back the rest of his whiskey and poured himself a little more.  He slid the bottle closer to Lon'qu, just in case he wanted some more too.

Lissa woke up tired. She hadn't gotten much sleep last night. Something went on in the room next to hers, and when she went to check, the door was locked. It was like... clanging. It sounded like things were falling. Or people were jumping on the bed. Lissa had a long day yesterday, and didn't want to dedicate any more brain power to try and figure it out. She just put a pillow over her head and buried herself in blankets. But it didn't stop for what felt like the whole night.

But wait, wasn't Maribelle next door? If she wasn't, she could at least sympathize with Lissa. Luckily, she was meeting her for tea this morning, so she could ask if she knew anything. Tea time was the only reason she was awake right now, and she was already a little bit late. She groggily made her way to her closet and slipped into a comfortable dress, and tied her hair up messily. It would do, though Maribelle might yell at her to fix it up accompanied with 'it's not very becoming' or something similar. 

Her boots were barely on by the time she hopped out her room, and she jogged down the long, elaborately decorated hallways to their favorite meeting spot. Maribelle was already there, joined by Lon'qu for some reason. Lissa eyed him skeptically, but decided not to question it then. She plopped down onto a stool at the table.

Maribelle awoke shortly after dawn, and seeing her fiancé breathing in and out peacefully next to her, she quietly rolled out of the cot and grabbed her normal attire from the neat pile in the corner of the tent.

Her mind trailed back to the night before and a bright pink graced her cheeks before she shook her head of the memories.