#gracebreathed

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@gracebreathed​ ( cont. )

     By the Gods, did his presence alone make her so uncomfortable? As much as he wishes to know the dancer better than he does, he now wonders if he ought to give her some space, instead. But then she blurts out a question, and his expression softens as she shifts quickly into an apology. 

     “There’s no need to apologize to me, Ninian. If you still feel...uncomfortable about my father, I assure you that I bear you no ill will. Rather, I’m glad that you were able to give him comfort during much of his captivity. Ah, but you likely don’t want to talk about that, do you? My apologies. I came out here looking for you. The others won’t bite if you join us around the fire, you know.” 

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∆ ~  He hesitated at the question, his gaze focused on his mother’s sickly appearance as his mind ran with alarm.  With his unoccupied hand, he reached over to place it above his mother’s hand, squeezing it gently.  Ninian’s smile was always so kind and beautiful, but Roy couldn’t help but keep a frown on his face.  His true emotions were more apparent in the presence of his dear mother.

❝ It’s been quiet these days, and I haven't been on mission duties for a while...  But that means I have time for you, and I won’t leave your side--- not like this. ❞

A slight turn of his head and he noticed a vase full of flowers, but they weren’t just any flowers.  Somehow, they were the beauties that bloomed in his mother’s homeland, just as he been told when he was younger.  It was a rare occasion to see them like this, especially in a foreign land.  While he questioned their whereabouts, he knew a certain someone had come by to place them here.

❝ It’s seems like Father had come to see you earlier. ❞

[grimahearted]

❝ Friends…? As I recall, I grew up not having any. ❞

   She feels she has no right to feel sorry for the other–for all she knows, she, too, grew up without any friends to call her own. But even so, her heart twists at the thought. Ninian has been nothing but kind, so she can’t help but think that she deserves to have friends. 

    “Oh…sorry if I brought up something unpleasant, then.” Still, she tries to give the other a bit of a smile. “I’m not sure whether or not I had any close friends as a child, in all honesty, but there’s nothing stopping us from being friends now, right? If you want to be friends, that is.”

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//Give him a shoulder to lean on when he needs it.  He’s a strong boy, but he can’t be all the time.  Sometimes he needs to let his burdens go and being there for that.

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“I didn’t know there were other manaketes out there, I thought Myrrh was one of the only ones.  Ninian reminds me a lot of her and Eirika.  I feel bad for having someone gentle fighting.”

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                         ❝ The…  base rates seem a little high. ❞

                        He could feel her gaze raise from the ledger he’d pushed in her direction, though he didn’t bother looking up himself.  Her eyes fixated on the center of his forehead, probably, he could feel the red burn.

                        He inspected his fingernails casually.

                        ❝ We aren’t body guards, ❞ he clarified.  ❝ We don’t typically work for noble houses to settle noble disputes.  And furthermore, we both know the last time our company meddled in affairs beyond our status, Crimea saw a new Queen. ❞

                        He quirked an eyebrow at her, gaze expectant.  ❝ So you can find another group to escort you to the capital, because you feel the roads are so dangerous, or you can have the best escort for hire this continent has seen in the past century.  I have no time to negotiate prices with the heir to the Duchy supposedly ruling over us, whom we haven’t heard from in decades. ❞

                        ❝ My mother cares for you common folk! ❞

                        It was a good joke, but Soren didn’t laugh.  ❝ Then she’d have no issue stimulating the local economy, ❞ he countered.  ❝ The prices remain.  Take it, or leave it, and risk your neck on the roads.  Are your coffers worth more than your safety, Miss?  Your appearance here suggests otherwise. ❞