𝕯rink ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ཀ
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“ dear friend , ” estelle repeats , withdrawing her hand . her hands go behind her back and she leans forward , showing interest . “ and ' had ' ... is he gone ? were you that close ? what happened to him ? ”

eyes the goblet before lifting his gaze to her, a slight quirk of his lips as he takes it from her hold. “ all for me ? how .... sweet . ”

estelle does the same ; extends her palm and shakes the other's hand . her own bright eyes flash red in contrast . “ ... yes , ” she says . “ what gave it away ? the fangs ? ”

“ ... estelle , ” she states simply , without a full introduction . she won't be giving her entire name , not without some sort of established , baseline trust . “ and who are you ? ”

a smile , flash of fangs , and pure radiance as she steps forward to close the distance between the two . “ they must have been charming , darling . ”

she's currently just observing things , then ―― oh , she looks over . “ need something ? ” estelle asks , eyes narrowing . she doesn't like being watched all that much .


astarion's hardly even begun to slip into his mediation — having just slipped back into camp after draining a boar dry — when the light footsteps draw him back in. his head lifts to follow her movements & he grants her a few moments of quiet before his curiosity gets the better +





