Date: 2015-11-09 05:50 am (UTC)
arlathvhen: (06)
From: [personal profile] arlathvhen
I'll talk to the nobles, you stab the nobles.

[ She laughs again, petting his hair. Yes, she feels your disdain, Merrick. It's terrible to handle.

Briefly, she wonders what it would be like, playing that Game--It sounds exciting in a strange, terrible way. She wasn't ready, but hadn't she been practicing her entire life for something like that? But now wasn't the time to pontificate on her potential to lie to stupid nobles.
]

Yeah, I do. Thanks, Merrick.

[ She gives him a kiss on the top of his head, then hesitates. He's so kind to her, helps her, and how rarely does she help him, aside from dragging him away from people? When she speaks, her voice is low, and serious. Intent. ]

Merrick, if this is what you want to do, this Inquisition, then I'll do it. I came this far with you. Wherever you go, if you want me there, I'll go too. I swear it to you, on Mythal's name.
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