i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
Cocking his head slightly to the side—wasn't Remi also Mr. Taliesin?—the Lullaby merely clears his throat, unsure what to do with the position he currently found himself in. Normally he was the one being unintentionally rude.
"I...see." The man with the mustache says, offering Ronin a condescending smile and dip of his head. It was as much of a fuck you, sir, as he could give in retail. "Ah, payment has already been arranged. Mr. Talies—that is, your 'usband 'as agreed to fight in ze pits, blinded folded, wis' one arm tied behind 'is back." Smiling bashfully and nibbling at the inside of his cheek, Remi obviously does not let on who or really what he is, allowing the merchant to think he was going to bring in quite a few favours when he was bet against.
'Next week, we said?' Remi offers helpfully, to which the merchant nods enthuisiastically.
"I...see." The man with the mustache says, offering Ronin a condescending smile and dip of his head. It was as much of a fuck you, sir, as he could give in retail. "Ah, payment has already been arranged. Mr. Talies—that is, your 'usband 'as agreed to fight in ze pits, blinded folded, wis' one arm tied behind 'is back." Smiling bashfully and nibbling at the inside of his cheek, Remi obviously does not let on who or really what he is, allowing the merchant to think he was going to bring in quite a few favours when he was bet against.
'Next week, we said?' Remi offers helpfully, to which the merchant nods enthuisiastically.
THE
ALCHEMIST
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
