05-24-2020, 02:23 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-24-2020, 02:29 AM by Rowan Finnegan.)
“I speak it plainly so you know it for certain,” Vivienne said before resuming their stately pace down the length of the corridor. This man, this lordling, was starting to chafe at her nerves. She had been nothing but honest with the man, discounting several bits she had left out, so why should he be so disbelieving? Let this Lordling Gilyard treat with one of the Grays and he’d be begging for her to come back, and aid him, on his knees.
Vivienne shook her head imperceptibly to banish the thought. She was more than enough for this man; he would just have to bear it and like it. Let him chew on those new morsels for a moment; his shock was more than palpable. In truth, Vivienne had dearly wished to avoid this sudden revelation, but the man had all but goaded her into speaking it. She usually had more control of self than that, but the man’s arrogance was becoming a burr in her side. This whole encounter seemed to remind her of Letto’s admonishing words earlier in the day.
Smugness oozed through the Bond. Or it could be Letto in this moment… Vivienne thought to herself with a sigh. She all but tramped down the emotion that leaked through.
“Fine, yes, you are right,” Merdyn said breathlessly as he closed the gap between them with a quick trot of the legs. His brow was only slightly furrowed as he went on, “But, do come again? Why did you not open with that? Your relationship changes everything.”
“We have no relationship,” Vivienne said in short tones, “We have simply had enough dealings in the past for him to have come to trust me; in a fashion.”
“Be that as it may, there are still holes in your plan,” Merdyn spoke just as shortly.
“Such as?”
“He must know you’ve attached yourself to the Daughter-Heir and he has proclaimed for House Marne. With your Three Oaths, what can you possibly say that will convince him that you have turned cloak without speaking it plain?” Merdyn asked. The man really was getting above himself. He had no title yet and had scorned the two pins that had marked him Asha’man. Who was he to question her so? He was the one that needed the help of the Tower and the Daughter-Heir. Vivienne knew Letto's emotions were staining her own, but part of her did feel that way. Why couldn't the man humble himself more?
Vivienne shook her head imperceptibly to banish the thought. She was more than enough for this man; he would just have to bear it and like it. Let him chew on those new morsels for a moment; his shock was more than palpable. In truth, Vivienne had dearly wished to avoid this sudden revelation, but the man had all but goaded her into speaking it. She usually had more control of self than that, but the man’s arrogance was becoming a burr in her side. This whole encounter seemed to remind her of Letto’s admonishing words earlier in the day.
Smugness oozed through the Bond. Or it could be Letto in this moment… Vivienne thought to herself with a sigh. She all but tramped down the emotion that leaked through.
“Fine, yes, you are right,” Merdyn said breathlessly as he closed the gap between them with a quick trot of the legs. His brow was only slightly furrowed as he went on, “But, do come again? Why did you not open with that? Your relationship changes everything.”
“We have no relationship,” Vivienne said in short tones, “We have simply had enough dealings in the past for him to have come to trust me; in a fashion.”
“Be that as it may, there are still holes in your plan,” Merdyn spoke just as shortly.
“Such as?”
“He must know you’ve attached yourself to the Daughter-Heir and he has proclaimed for House Marne. With your Three Oaths, what can you possibly say that will convince him that you have turned cloak without speaking it plain?” Merdyn asked. The man really was getting above himself. He had no title yet and had scorned the two pins that had marked him Asha’man. Who was he to question her so? He was the one that needed the help of the Tower and the Daughter-Heir. Vivienne knew Letto's emotions were staining her own, but part of her did feel that way. Why couldn't the man humble himself more?