Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil Arden said:
"It's nothing like any spell I've ever seen--it seems to be just her natural appearance. Perhaps we could ask her or one of her family."
“You’re probably right, though if that’s the case I feel a little sorry for her, as it can’t be easy living like that all the time. Yes, I suppose we could, though I’ll leave it to you to choose who, dear heart, as I think you suffered far worse than I by the sound of it.”
 

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Bront said:
"Why would I be upset? You're quite beautiful, but Amaranthia is a place of beauty, so perhaps I'm just more used to it than anything else. Still, I'm sure there are some Sirens who would love to get tips from you though."

"Besides, true beauty comes from within, which is why I wanted to meet you."
"You are very nice to say so Vasha. True beauty comes from within...I agree with that. My looks have been a part of me ever since I was little--it is the angelic essence within me...I try to keep it from hurting people or making them upset, but I also don't like to wear a veil--it makes me feel sad, like I am hiding my true self."
 

"I don't mind. I'm still a bit tipsy--anything is seeming like a good idea right now. I could even just keep sitting here and rest against you...like this..." she rests her head against Tiberius's chest.
 

Rystil Arden said:
"You are very nice to say so Vasha. True beauty comes from within...I agree with that. My looks have been a part of me ever since I was little--it is the angelic essence within me...I try to keep it from hurting people or making them upset, but I also don't like to wear a veil--it makes me feel sad, like I am hiding my true self."
"Well, I've heard of clothing that can help change your looks, perhaps you could use something like that to mute the effect a bit, but that's realy just a less obvious way of veiling yourself, so it's not realy a solution."

"Perhaps you should come to Amaranthia for a while. Mother went back a while ago, but I'm sure she could take you around on a tour, or perhaps I could if I head back there. There, you wouldn't have to hide anything."
 

"Oh, I couldn't. Father says that it's too dangerous for me to go out anywhere alone where there aren't guards because there are so many people who would want to kidnap me."
 

Rystil Arden said:
"Oh, I couldn't. Father says that it's too dangerous for me to go out anywhere alone where there aren't guards because there are so many people who would want to kidnap me."
"Guards? Daddy left me alone with Mother and Puddles all the time, or sometimes uncle Gralas. And when Mother really wanted me to be safe, she brought me to Amaranthia. And, " Vasha pauses, and decides to say something different, "I think that you'd have a hard time finding anyone on Amaranthia who'd kidnap you, let alone stand by and let you be kidnaped."
 

"Oh, I didn't mean the Amaranthians would try to kidnap me. I'm sorry Vasha. It's just, I'm a very attractive target for kidnappers, for a variety of reasons..."
 

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil Arden said:
"I don't mind. I'm still a bit tipsy--anything is seeming like a good idea right now. I could even just keep sitting here and rest against you...like this..." she rests her head against Tiberius's chest.
“Anything seeming like a good idea...I like the sound of that,” Tiberius chuckles, as he strokes a few stray locks back behind her ear, “though resting is fine too. Anyway, I can see Vasha talking to Helena, so we can probably ask her a little later on...if we’re still curious.”
 


Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“Sounds like a good way to pass the time, and a little therapeutic as well. Do you need me to get anything for you?”
 

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