[PQ] Lair of the Dragon

Peter Terrified of what I'd be As a kid, from what I've seen Every single day, when people try And put the pieces back together Just to smash them down Peter had hoped that the appearance of the family matriarch would stop Edrei’s advances, but she seemed anything but deterred. The way her eyes dragged over him brought more heat to his cheeks, his legs not responding when he tried to step back. His sole defence moved on with Remi quickly, Peters brief respite over before he’d even had a chance to take advantage of it. ”Li-Light is... I can.. I can do that.” Peter was trying to answer Edrei at face value, and ignore the innuendo in her voice, hoping that if he did that long enough she might stop. The hands on his shoulder pulled a surprised squeak from him, his whole body stiffening, only to relax a moment later when the touch was gentle. Lips close to his ear finally made him move, Peter ducking out from the hands on him and turning on the ball of his foot to face Edrei. Even he wasn’t sure at this point if he was more embarrassed by her actions, or his own lack of experience. A fine mirrored candle holder appeared in Peters hands as he tried to consider his next words, not wanting to offend the higher ranking Launcelyn. ”I’ve never um, never done the... this kind of thing...” His eyes were focused somewhere around her knees, only dipping up occasionally to keep an eye on her expression. His hands kept moving, another candle holder appearing, as well as a handful of candles that he hastened to arrange for Edrei to light.