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Backshots...? No, I could never strike my enemy whilst he isn't looking. It would be most dishonorable

the   disappointment   that   lingers   from   him   makes   her   cheeks   flush,    worry   and   trepidation   for   not   being   good   enough;    for   not   managing   to   say   the   right   thing   at   the   right   time   that   leaves   her   flighty   and   measured.    a   quick   nod,    wide   -   eyed   gaze   that   watches   with   the   keen   sense   of   a   prey   animal.        “   a   pleasure,    erolith.   ”           consideration   for   extending   out   a   finely   gloved   hand,    before   she   realizes   she   does   not   wish   to   be   touched        –        does   not   wish   to   offer   herself   belly   up,    just   in   case.        “   it   has   been   some   time   since   anyone   just   called   me   sansa.   ” 

@petitmortes, cont.

" perhaps you are right. " the sigh that response spurs sounds more disappointed than anything else. the nature of formality is reserved for idle chatter over round tables and bustling festivities ... head bows forward slightly, hand moving to press to chest absently just above heart. it had been some time since he had held title, longer since he had felt inclined to uphold the formalities of courts. " dare i request you simply refer to me as erolith. "