Mar 24, 2015
Flowers for my lady
“Lady Cassandra, um, these are for you.” Galledothiel Lavellan shoved the bouquet of wildflowers at the Seeker. She was sitting on a stump reading a book
“For me? Why?” She looked at him, shocked by the gift.
“Because you’re nice and I want you to have them.” He started to blush a little. “I hope you like them.” He turned and hurried away.
If he had glanced back he would have seen her take a deep whiff of the flowers and blush when she peeked up at his retreating form.
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ETA: I’ve decided to expand this here: My Lady