Kia declares her bloodline unimportant, and seems to shrug the entire concept off it meaning something, anything. "Hey now," I say, refusing to accept her abject dismissal of her own bloodlines so easily. "It's good to know and remember where we came from, so that we can measure how far we've come," my words are given earnestly, with the intent to compliment, to reassure, though she hardly seems to need it, I stand by them all the same.
I laugh as she retells the incident on the street that led to our meeting. "I say we blame the bag holding the veggies - clearly it knew we should meet." I wink conspiratorially at her, grinning all the while, evidently pleased to accept the "bag's" opinion.
More time passes, more conversation had, more laughter and general merriment. It was easy to pass an afternoon in her company, though I sadly noted the darkening of the skies and expressed my concerns about her returning before the light and it's associated lingering vestiges of warmth faded for the night. I was never one to be overly forward in inviting a lady to stay, and as this small lodge was at full capacity already, I simply assumed she would make her way to the rooms the palace had prepared.
I linger at the doorway as she is leaving, a sad smile on my face. I reach for her hand before it ventures outside the reach of my own, before bowing like a member of the gentry would before a member of their royalty. As I rise, I lift her hand to my smiling lips and press a kiss to it. "See you at training, princess."
I laugh as she retells the incident on the street that led to our meeting. "I say we blame the bag holding the veggies - clearly it knew we should meet." I wink conspiratorially at her, grinning all the while, evidently pleased to accept the "bag's" opinion.
More time passes, more conversation had, more laughter and general merriment. It was easy to pass an afternoon in her company, though I sadly noted the darkening of the skies and expressed my concerns about her returning before the light and it's associated lingering vestiges of warmth faded for the night. I was never one to be overly forward in inviting a lady to stay, and as this small lodge was at full capacity already, I simply assumed she would make her way to the rooms the palace had prepared.
I linger at the doorway as she is leaving, a sad smile on my face. I reach for her hand before it ventures outside the reach of my own, before bowing like a member of the gentry would before a member of their royalty. As I rise, I lift her hand to my smiling lips and press a kiss to it. "See you at training, princess."
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