"I... that may be best." She had no satchel on her person to place them in, having opted for something more to be seen in public beside Talorgan.
Once she had finished up purchase, handing the coins that made her coin purse a lot lighter after, Faye directed Talorgan towards the route back to...
She expected such an answer, but Faye wanted to be sure he had nowhere in mind before suggesting somewhere. "I do have a few..." came her answer, searching through the stones and finding more to place in Talorgan's waiting hand.
Her attention turned to her searching, marveling as she found a...
Faye was careful depositing the stones she chose into his waiting hands, but as his hands moved to accommodate and cup so as to not let any stone topple out, her fingers brushed against his calloused hands. She stilled, only for a moment, but it was enough of a reminder how those hands felt on...
She was beginning to not like how much her own emotions could stir whenever he was around. It felt too easy, too soon. That he could be all the right things she had once wanted in someone before, but her heart and soul had been torn apart by her decision of moving on from her past love.
It...
Dread filled her like a bucket of cold water poured at her back. Her flesh turned with it, now resembling gooseflesh. It was odd for her to hear such a quiet declaration. One part of her was disappointed it got this far, but the other rose to meet him. It sang tranquility through her, and Faye...
"Opals?" Castille turned back to giving Faye his attention. "There is a trader that came back from the western side of the continent. I can show you there, if you'd like."
Faye put on a polite smile as she shook her head. Talorgan standing so close to her, she could feel his defensiveness...
Faye's hand tightened around his arm, fingers pressing into the bicep that flexed as their arms were linked. It was an unfair reminder, that his words of devilish intentions still had an effect on her, and that her physical reaction only reminded her of that night. What may be promised in the...
She could feel his discontent at her answers, but it only made her feel more inclined to not deviate from her own rules.
Talorgan was an honest man, someone of genuine heart and soul, and she did not deserve someone so good. Even if he was a spare, a noble son still held weight in this...
Faye held her breath for the briefest moment, letting it exhale in a shallow sigh as she stopped at the first stall. Trinkets were laid out onto the table, sorted into compartments by colour. Loose gemstones, pretty pieces of jewellery, and brooches of all shapes and sizes.
She pretended to...
His honesty struck her, but Faye did her best to let it not show. Her grey eyes looked forward, taking in the festivities and smiling at anyone that stared at them. Talorgan was a large man, muscled and a brute that preferred being in the wild, and to have someone of Faye's likeness of beauty at...
Her hand brushed against his arm, her silent greeting before her hand wrapped around his bicep and lured it to move so that her other hand could find his. Faye interlaced their fingers, softly and lazily. To any other, it would appear that they were indeed smitten with one another, that their...
He was right. She looked around them, slightly out of breath and not from dancing. Faye had not realised how aware of herself she had become the moment attention from Talorgan had... just the thought of it again had her heart racing once more.
"Yes..." She answered, still unable to look at him...
Faye stared at him, really saw past the front of his eyes and saw a small part of what he meant. She had not heard him wrong, nor did he ask in a suggestive way.
The way he asked her stirred something in her.
"If you do not wish to be left alone tonight... I will be there with you." And that...
Talorgan was a surprise on the dance floor. Her surprise came in the form of the softest smile on her lips as her eyes holding his gaze as they moved across the floor. His hold on her was sure, anticipating the next steps with ease that it showed her he was indeed instructed well on dancing to...
It would be rude to down the rest of her drink, but if she had to be honest, she had taken a glass only to keep herself busy. She took a generous sip once more before placing it on a table and smiling at Talorgan. "We will not be overdressed. You know Juny, she would love nothing more than to...
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