#talesspin

“   no,   it’s   okay.   i   can   take   a   break.   ”    she   takes   @talesspin​’s   hand,   rising   from   her   seat   and   pressing   a   kiss   to   marzell’s   hand   after.    “   do   you   want   to   go   to   the   garden?   or   the   library?   say   the   word,   and   i’ll   follow.   ”

❝ a thousand apologies, your highness. ❞   athos is quick to offer a bow when he realizes who’s entered the room. of course, as a visiting royal, she has free reign of this portion of the palace but he’s vaguely annoyed that she’s decided to turn up here, where she could be in danger and is therefore his responsibility.   ❝ we believe there is an assassin in the palace. you must come with me, now. ❞

❝ don’t be scared. i believe you dropped this. ❞   elsie surfaces with a beautiful ring in hand, offering it to the girl. it had sparkled so prettily on the shallow portion of the lake’s sloping bottom, but it did not belong there. she is only too happy to return it to the place it does belong.

          “Schwester, I would have counsel--”  Agron ducks into the tent he knows to be Saxa’s with typical brotherly disregard for personal space. One would think he’d learn after near trauma of interrupting his adoptive sibling in compromising positions (it doesn’t matter with whom, it’s nothing Agron wants to ever see, Gratitude).

          “There is a trader.” The Germani continues, oblivious, “He speaks our tongue, but refuses to break words with Me. Or...” And here Agron grimaces, “Or any man. I do not trust him, but he will only make trade with a woman.”