#xsilver-wings

The tall lord bowed his head to her respectfully. When it rose, he stood tall, hands folded behind his back, and looked over the exterior of her manor and the surrounding lands. Despite the constant cold and snow, poor weather, he was adjusting better than he thought he would. Though he doubted he would have been able to without the gifts he had been given. Still, he had always welcomed a challenge... and the opportunity to explore. His dark eyes returned to the beautiful, pale haired lady’s striking green pair. The young woman they called the Dragonborn... and his low, calm tone continued. Giving her some further explanation of his presence.

“I am Lord Protector Corvo Attano, of the distant Empire of the Isles. My Empress has sent me to look into the going ons of this land. What is happening here may well effect the Empire. She would have me serve you with anything you might require, if you would have me, my lady.”

D A N C E  is the hidden language of the  S O U L .

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💀How would the muse prefer to die if they were given a choice?

“Hm…” He had to think for a moment. He wanted to answer honestly, which meant that some actual consideration was in order.

“From a boatload of expensive drugs,” he said. “At the ripe age of sixty.

“ thank YOU for being the only one with taste in this entire room. “,

nivayth replied with a low voice, followed by a chuckle, as he watched the woman with sharp, observant eyes. the intricate markings on her mask with the light silver and white tones were beautiful, the way her pale hair laid on her shoulders worked so well with the rest of her outfit. he caught himself staring at her for quite a while, before he cleared his throat and extended a gloved hand to her.

the dunmer made sure not to reveal anything that could indicate his race. his kind wasn’t exactly welcome at festivities like these; only humans seemed to surround him, along with one or two high elves to prove the aldmeri dominion’s presence EVERYWHERE. nivayth even had to use a slightly different mask, so his secret persona wasn’t discovered EITHER. so many things to keep in mind-- he wondered if this KILL was going to be worth all the trouble?

“ can i interest you in a dance? “

“Right. You’re not drunk at all, and even if you were, it’s not like you would ever lie about it.”

Garrett couldn’t help but tease her. Maybe it wasn’t fair, since his alcohol tolerance was so much higher than hers, but to see the girl flushed and slurring her speech after so little was oddly amusing.

“I don’t think I’m as far along as you are,” he gently explained, smiling at the finger pointed in his direction. “Though I’ll admit, it’s strong stuff. Not as watered-down as most places back in the City.”

When he noticed her swaying, his hand shot out to steady her by the shoulder. Xia showing her attitude and making faces had been fun, but watching her stumble or worse, fall flat, would be heartbreaking. She had to maintain that big ego of hers somehow!

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“Well if no one’s impressed, then why are you still watching?”

He was nearing the top of the tree by now, strong hands making short work of each ascending bough.

“do i?” the nord asked, as if he hadn’t previously thought it were true. maybe it was because he hadn’t heard it from anyone but vilkas before. it seemed like it had envoked some kind of emotion in him. was it happiness? was he overwhelmed? maybe he just didn’t expect such works from xia. he really didn’t know how to respond but he tried his best.

“thank you.”