[ Astarion Ancunรญn, a name that means nothing to him, except that Astarion told him two true things, the first night. As such, itโs a glimmer of hope for their partnership, now that theyโve settled into even ground.
Galeโs brows shoot to his hairline at the implication, cheeks dusted with fresh colour. ]
Ah, no โ not at all. [ He closes the book gingerly and sets it on the nearby table, looking anywhere but Astarion. This leads to him having a sudden interest in the wine (a passable vintage) and wandering in the direction of the single bookshelf (of course). He only peaks over his shoulder at a safe distance from Astarion. ]
I suppose someone should enjoy this place, seeing as Iโve donated an extortionate sum to a goddess I donโt even worship for the privilege of having it. [ a delighted little gasp, as he surveys the shelf, the wine bottle dangling at his side. ] Oh, theyโve the sequel.
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Galeโs brows shoot to his hairline at the implication, cheeks dusted with fresh colour. ]
Ah, no โ not at all. [ He closes the book gingerly and sets it on the nearby table, looking anywhere but Astarion. This leads to him having a sudden interest in the wine (a passable vintage) and wandering in the direction of the single bookshelf (of course). He only peaks over his shoulder at a safe distance from Astarion. ]
I suppose someone should enjoy this place, seeing as Iโve donated an extortionate sum to a goddess I donโt even worship for the privilege of having it. [ a delighted little gasp, as he surveys the shelf, the wine bottle dangling at his side. ] Oh, theyโve the sequel.