Anju
I see what lies heavy on your heart
The talk of parties sours her face further, clearly out of her depth but very aware of the events her fellow Dragoons had preferred back in the day. "Drinking. Dancing. Bar room games, and plenty of streetside sellers to alleviate the drunkards of their coin." At least they could stimulate the economy that way, even if Anju would rather perish on her own blade than dance.
So to say the least, Anju would not be going to Frey's masquerade.
A snort of some measure of humor escapes Anju. "A more comfortable place for you, then. Private sessions. If ever you want them." Leaving the offer there on the table for Lena to keep in mind for the future, Anju bundles up her finds with quick efficiency and looks back at the horizon. The next boat is descending slowly against the bright winter backdrop of sky. "Come, we can discuss the festival more as we walk back." If they were going to do this, Anju would reluctantly help spearhead it.
- Fin!
So to say the least, Anju would not be going to Frey's masquerade.
A snort of some measure of humor escapes Anju. "A more comfortable place for you, then. Private sessions. If ever you want them." Leaving the offer there on the table for Lena to keep in mind for the future, Anju bundles up her finds with quick efficiency and looks back at the horizon. The next boat is descending slowly against the bright winter backdrop of sky. "Come, we can discuss the festival more as we walk back." If they were going to do this, Anju would reluctantly help spearhead it.
- Fin!
and the strength you still keep inside
