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<blockquote data-quote="Drusilia Nailo" data-source="post: 605453" data-attributes="member: 2062">Dru took a bite of the lobster tail, and nodded to the anxious chef, who was hovering over her and Papa's table.&nbsp; &quot;It's delicious,&quot; she told him.&nbsp; &nbsp; The man glanced over to Papa, and getting the older elf's nod of approval, sagged in visible relief.&nbsp; &quot;I am extremely pleased that you like the meal that I have prepared for you.&quot;&nbsp; He smiled, and then poured wine into both glasses.&nbsp; &quot;Please enjoy some wine, which is of course, on the house, just like your meals.&quot;&nbsp; He hurried away from their table then, to the mysterious worlds of the kitchens, which Dru had never seen.Papa turned back to Dru.&nbsp; &quot;Kennic and I have decided that you have gotten skilled enough with your rapier that you can take one out in public,&quot; he said.&nbsp; When he saw his daughter beaming, he said sternly, &quot;Though that doesn't mean you should stop practicing.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru grinned at him, and washed a bite of her food down with some wine.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, don't worry, Papa.&nbsp; I want to become the best swordsman the city has ever seen.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;Mmm,&quot; he said, noncommittally, sipping his wine.&nbsp; &nbsp; He glanced over towards the door, and frowned at whoever he saw coming in.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Dru glanced over her shoulder, and felt her heart rate quicken when she saw who it was, Ivellimor.&nbsp; She turned back from the table to see her father studying her.&nbsp; &quot;What is it, Papa?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; He sighed, and shook his head.&nbsp; &quot;What are your feelings about Ivellimor?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru blushed, looking down at her food with suddenly renewed interest.&nbsp; Papa never tolerated anything less than a truthful answer from her, so she decided to not try to be coy.&nbsp; &quot;I like him, Papa.&quot;&nbsp; She shrugged.&nbsp; &quot;I'm not in love with him, if that's what you're asking.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; He nodded.&nbsp; &quot;Be careful,&quot; he said.&nbsp; &quot;Romantic entanglements have been the ruin of more than one person.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru scowled.&nbsp; &quot;It can't be all that bad,&quot; she said, rebelliously.&nbsp; &nbsp; Papa scowled right back.&nbsp; &quot;You, being young, do not know what you're talking about,&quot; he said.&nbsp; &quot;Do not let your romantic nature be used as a weapon against yourself.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru nodded, beginning to eat again.&nbsp; &nbsp; A few seconds later, Papa did the same, and it seemed that for now, the conversation was finished.&nbsp; However, when they were done eating, Papa added, &quot;I will choose your husband for you.&nbsp; You will marry someone who can benefit the Organization.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru looked up at him.&nbsp; &quot;I know that, Papa,&quot; she said.&nbsp; &quot;You've always told me that.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;My chosen will not be Ivellimor,&quot; Papa said, glancing across the room to where the young wizard presumably sat.&nbsp; &quot;So, dally with him as you will, but do not fall in love.&nbsp; Nothing good comes of it.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;I won't, Papa,&quot; said Dru.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; He nodded in satisfaction.&nbsp; &quot;Good.&nbsp; Now, I believe that he wants to speak to you, but is afraid to approach because of me.&quot;&nbsp; He stood to his feet.&nbsp; &quot;I will see you back at the house, Daughter, tonight.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru stood to her feet, and leaned over to squeeze Papa's hand.&nbsp; &quot;Good evening, Papa.&quot;&nbsp; She watched as he turned and walked for the door, two bodyguards falling into flanking positions behind him, two staying behind to watch her, from a discreet table on the other side of the room.To be continued...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Drusilia Nailo, post: 605453, member: 2062"] Dru took a bite of the lobster tail, and nodded to the anxious chef, who was hovering over her and Papa's table. "It's delicious," she told him. The man glanced over to Papa, and getting the older elf's nod of approval, sagged in visible relief. "I am extremely pleased that you like the meal that I have prepared for you." He smiled, and then poured wine into both glasses. "Please enjoy some wine, which is of course, on the house, just like your meals." He hurried away from their table then, to the mysterious worlds of the kitchens, which Dru had never seen. Papa turned back to Dru. "Kennic and I have decided that you have gotten skilled enough with your rapier that you can take one out in public," he said. When he saw his daughter beaming, he said sternly, "Though that doesn't mean you should stop practicing." Dru grinned at him, and washed a bite of her food down with some wine. "Oh, don't worry, Papa. I want to become the best swordsman the city has ever seen." "Mmm," he said, noncommittally, sipping his wine. He glanced over towards the door, and frowned at whoever he saw coming in. Dru glanced over her shoulder, and felt her heart rate quicken when she saw who it was, Ivellimor. She turned back from the table to see her father studying her. "What is it, Papa?" He sighed, and shook his head. "What are your feelings about Ivellimor?" Dru blushed, looking down at her food with suddenly renewed interest. Papa never tolerated anything less than a truthful answer from her, so she decided to not try to be coy. "I like him, Papa." She shrugged. "I'm not in love with him, if that's what you're asking." He nodded. "Be careful," he said. "Romantic entanglements have been the ruin of more than one person." Dru scowled. "It can't be all that bad," she said, rebelliously. Papa scowled right back. "You, being young, do not know what you're talking about," he said. "Do not let your romantic nature be used as a weapon against yourself." Dru nodded, beginning to eat again. A few seconds later, Papa did the same, and it seemed that for now, the conversation was finished. However, when they were done eating, Papa added, "I will choose your husband for you. You will marry someone who can benefit the Organization." Dru looked up at him. "I know that, Papa," she said. "You've always told me that." "My chosen will not be Ivellimor," Papa said, glancing across the room to where the young wizard presumably sat. "So, dally with him as you will, but do not fall in love. Nothing good comes of it." "I won't, Papa," said Dru. He nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Now, I believe that he wants to speak to you, but is afraid to approach because of me." He stood to his feet. "I will see you back at the house, Daughter, tonight." Dru stood to her feet, and leaned over to squeeze Papa's hand. "Good evening, Papa." She watched as he turned and walked for the door, two bodyguards falling into flanking positions behind him, two staying behind to watch her, from a discreet table on the other side of the room. [i]To be continued...[/i] [/QUOTE]

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