Two people are waiting for them farther along the hall, one clearly a nobleman and the other his bodyguard.
"Prince Faal, the queen's younger brother, and his bodyguard." Ibani tells Garyn through their connection. To Garyn's eyes, Prince Faal probably looks like a native of Hammerfell.
The prince bows as Ibani approaches, "Lady Kallig, you are a vision." The bodyguard is paying attention to Garyn, more than anyone has thus far, but MOST of his attention is on Ibani. It seems he thinks SHE'S the greater threat to his charge.
Ibani curtsies. "If I am a vision, it is entirely due to the skills of experts in their fields, Prince Faal," she replies, tone dry.
The prince's smile widens. "Even an expert's skill is constrained by the material with which they are working, Lady Kallig." Ibani can feel a flicker of desire from the Prince and a flicker of aggravation from the bodyguard at that statement. Given their connection right now, Garyn can feel those things too.
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"Prince Faal, the queen's younger brother, and his bodyguard." Ibani tells Garyn through their connection. To Garyn's eyes, Prince Faal probably looks like a native of Hammerfell.
The prince bows as Ibani approaches, "Lady Kallig, you are a vision." The bodyguard is paying attention to Garyn, more than anyone has thus far, but MOST of his attention is on Ibani. It seems he thinks SHE'S the greater threat to his charge.
Ibani curtsies. "If I am a vision, it is entirely due to the skills of experts in their fields, Prince Faal," she replies, tone dry.
The prince's smile widens. "Even an expert's skill is constrained by the material with which they are working, Lady Kallig." Ibani can feel a flicker of desire from the Prince and a flicker of aggravation from the bodyguard at that statement. Given their connection right now, Garyn can feel those things too.