"Danger lies in my wake, death at the bow of my ship. I am not one that walks without a shadow of the past, for it haunts me with each step I take. Offering solace will come with a price, Frau Mardun. You understand this, ja?" He wants to agree, to offer himself to her. To stay, to not worry about the archmage following so closely. It almost seems to good to be true.
asks. / always accepting. @wiidogasted
‘ i would make a poor businesswoman indeed if i did not understand my own offer, widogast. ‘ she raises her pointer finger to his lips. ‘ and please, hush. call me ophelia. ‘ she says, in zemnian. there’s something far more intimate about speaking their common language, rather than the lingua franca spoken by most of the country.
‘ what are you so afraid of ? ‘