He laughs and takes her hands, turning her clockwise like a dancer until her back is facing him, and he holds her shoulders gently.
“You do not need me or any man to tell you that, my dear,” he says, close to her ear. “That is a truth unalterable, and you carry it with you regardless of flattery. Now–” he releases her, tapping a finger against her lips with a hint of playfulness, “put your heart back together and we will measure you for battle-wear befitting a queen and tigress.”
She let him have his way, let him turn her with the DELICATE movements of a dancer. She had relished in that closeness, almost shivering under the tender WARMTH, his finger a whisper of playfulness on the lips, a playful courtesy. Lips curled into a smirk, and she had placed a kiss atop of it, fire in her eyes burning as they locked with his ━ as she released his finger the same way he had released her.
‘ Oh, ‘ she purred, ‘ will we? And it is you, I can only ASSUME, who will do all the work himself? For if that is so, can I ask for a DANCE, too? ━ to forget the insult which hurts my heart still, will the Lord grant that? ‘
“You may ask, but I will decline– at least for the time being. Some may find it easy to dance and work together, but alas, that is not my gift,” he said, with an amused little huff.
She’d kissed his fingers, and from her lips they moved under her chin, tilting her face upwards so he might better examine it; standing straight, the top of her head came just level with his chest.
“Your ladies in waiting will take your measurements, of course,” he continued, observing her expression distantly, “it would be over-familiar of me to take them myself, don’t you agree? But the forging I will undertake gladly. Whatever I make for you will be unbreakable; no arrow will pierce it, no blade will find its weakness, and being attuned to your ring, it will change to fit your form and never hinder you… It will last as long as you do, perhaps longer.”
He blinked slowly with a smile. “You will break far more hearts with the power I give you than ever yours will be broken. Men will fold before you. That I promise.”
How about this, Lord? Does it fit your taste more? *cough* Keyword ’ yes, you would look lovely Adûnaphel ’ *cough, cough, cough* because we both know I would. *cough*
@adunxphel Yes, that’s more suitable. Though I daresay those heels will make walking across turf, mud, or sand rather impractical.
…You’re coughing a lot for an undead woman, is everything alright?
No. Nothing is alright. You did not tell me that I am lovely! It hurts. So much. *leans against his chest* But go on. Break even the shreds of my heart that are left. Go on. Why don’t you?
He laughs and takes her hands, turning her clockwise like a dancer until her back is facing him, and he holds her shoulders gently. “You do not need me or any man to tell you that, my dear,” he says, close to her ear. “That is a truth unalterable, and you carry it with you regardless of flattery. Now–” he releases her, tapping a finger against her lips with a hint of playfulness, “put your heart back together and we will measure you for battle-wear befitting a queen and tigress.”
How about this, Lord? Does it fit your taste more? *cough* Keyword ’ yes, you would look lovely Adûnaphel ’ *cough, cough, cough* because we both know I would. *cough*
@adunxphel Yes, that’s more suitable. Though I daresay those heels will make walking across turf, mud, or sand rather impractical.
…You’re coughing a lot for an undead woman, is everything alright?
“Be bold, my lady, but not too bold,” he rumbled, taking her hand gently from his chest and kissing it. “I have many charges to tend to, both here and far off. You would do better by far to serve me as a lord, and not a consort– delighted though I am by your favor.”
HAH! How brazen! But I like that– a fine lady who knows what she desires and minces no words.
Very well. Usually it is my custom to keep a certain amount of professional distance between me and my mortal servants– but if you wish, you may.
Provided you stroke with the fur, not against it.
This one I found in my sheets, hope you will not mind, but I do not intend on returning him.
– A
Ha! Excellent, excellent… It looks as though he’s quite at home there. What a delightful surprise to find in the linens! I’m sure he will bring you good fortune.
Oh, I am always happy to take things from my brother.
You know, in ~my Mordor we have a dental care plan? And career options that go beyond “flattering the dark lord’s ego at all hours, appeasing his tantrums, and brushing his hair”? You’ll have actual work to do! And no restrictions on your personal lives! …My, it’s amazing what you can accomplish, when you actually let your employees do their jobs.
You’ll love it here. I have nine vacancies available.
There you are, my dear Adûnaphel! I was hoping you’d ask.
Already the kittens are outgrowing the space I’ve given them; I’m happy to let them wander the grounds, but I fear I cannot spare them all the attention they deserve. And there are more on the way, by the look of it….
I know they would be in good hands, if you wished to relieve me of some of them. Come, let me introduce you!
Don’t be alarmed when I open the door– they’re likely to want to climb you all at once, and they sound like a houseful of rusty hinges.
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