@ladanssemacabre
“Looks sweaty…”
That’s the first thing Anniliese chooses to declare just a mere few feet away from the cloaked knight just trying to mind his business.. in the dead of night. It’s intentional though–she wants for him to look over his shoulder and lock eyes with her (if he even had eyes under that helmet!). And whether he does or not, it doesn’t stop her from catching up with his pace to speak with him.
“Sorry-! You heard that, didn’t you? Curse my horrific habit of thinking aloud. Can you believe that I ever wanted to be a spy as a child? I’d of damned a nation!”
She clears her throat. She’s not done.
“Yes… anyway, onto my point–would you mind terribly if I asked you a few questions? Judging by your.. well, armor, it’s only natural for me to speculate that you’re a knight. Not ONCE in my life had I ever met a knight!! You’re exactly the sort of inspiration that I’ve been looking for. Oh, did I mention I’m a writer? I’m Giana Draylind! I’m a writer! Could I ask you some questions? I’m just dying to know more about, well, knightliness!”














