12-29-2016, 02:03 AM
Karina listened as the man eloquently quoted Twain in order to illustrate his point. In the few minutes she’d exchanged words with him, the man had proven himself a delightful trove of surprises. She suspected that though he admitted to a lack of qualifications, so to speak, the man was far more competent than he wished to let on.
“Enchanté,” the smile elicited from Karina as the man was brought out of his rambling monologue was genuine. “In Kallisti, I’m known as Inna Valentin, Monseiur Danjou. However, I’m afraid that unlike you, I’ve not come to the recent acquisition of any titles…or peoples”
She wasn’t sure what to make of his grand introduction. Warlords, after all, came to power through the use of bloodshed. The image her mind had once concocted of such creatures did quite match with the attractive man sitting next to her. Of course, as she had mentioned before, she’d never laid eyes on a warlord before.
“In any case, there is nothing wrong with a bit of romanticism in our lives, so long as we do not wholeheartedly abandon practicality,” she continued. “Just don’t let anyone know you heard that from me. I’m sure practicality is the last thing most gentlemen in this place wish to be reminded of.”
She shifted ever so slightly in her seat, so as to create a little more intimacy between them without bringing herself much nearer. “It is true, that in many places, the money spent on that drink could create great opportunities if used wisely. Such things hold value to many. Yet, isn’t it up to us to decide what else we give value to? What I believe to be important, after all, may mean nothing to you… and vise versa. With the wealthy, no matter how foolish they may be, I’ve learned that it’s always best to know why they want something from you. Though something tells me you already know that.”
“Enchanté,” the smile elicited from Karina as the man was brought out of his rambling monologue was genuine. “In Kallisti, I’m known as Inna Valentin, Monseiur Danjou. However, I’m afraid that unlike you, I’ve not come to the recent acquisition of any titles…or peoples”
She wasn’t sure what to make of his grand introduction. Warlords, after all, came to power through the use of bloodshed. The image her mind had once concocted of such creatures did quite match with the attractive man sitting next to her. Of course, as she had mentioned before, she’d never laid eyes on a warlord before.
“In any case, there is nothing wrong with a bit of romanticism in our lives, so long as we do not wholeheartedly abandon practicality,” she continued. “Just don’t let anyone know you heard that from me. I’m sure practicality is the last thing most gentlemen in this place wish to be reminded of.”
She shifted ever so slightly in her seat, so as to create a little more intimacy between them without bringing herself much nearer. “It is true, that in many places, the money spent on that drink could create great opportunities if used wisely. Such things hold value to many. Yet, isn’t it up to us to decide what else we give value to? What I believe to be important, after all, may mean nothing to you… and vise versa. With the wealthy, no matter how foolish they may be, I’ve learned that it’s always best to know why they want something from you. Though something tells me you already know that.”