Most of what he says most of his life rings hollow. There is something special about her, about this night, that has made him honest. Too honest, really. He takes some comfort in knowing that she doesn't know him well enough yet to be certain of his sincerity. That she might someday pick up on it is a thrill that terrifies him. He thinks he should probably let her have her distance after this, head home to his margravate in the mountains and let this moment be all there is of their mutual compassion.
He knows that he will not, when she smiles at him like that and kisses his cheek. His eyes wrinkle at the corners. "Then I have done one good thing on my visit here and can leave contented with the outcome." He starts to lead her back inside, toward the crowd and the noise. He stops before the archway and lifts his opposite hand to lightly touch her fingers with his own. "I plan to go for a ride tomorrow late morning. I would be delighted to have your company."
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Date: 2021-11-05 06:50 am (UTC)Most of what he says most of his life rings hollow. There is something special about her, about this night, that has made him honest. Too honest, really. He takes some comfort in knowing that she doesn't know him well enough yet to be certain of his sincerity. That she might someday pick up on it is a thrill that terrifies him. He thinks he should probably let her have her distance after this, head home to his margravate in the mountains and let this moment be all there is of their mutual compassion.
He knows that he will not, when she smiles at him like that and kisses his cheek. His eyes wrinkle at the corners. "Then I have done one good thing on my visit here and can leave contented with the outcome." He starts to lead her back inside, toward the crowd and the noise. He stops before the archway and lifts his opposite hand to lightly touch her fingers with his own. "I plan to go for a ride tomorrow late morning. I would be delighted to have your company."