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hello , šarlings .


ŻįŖą¼ļ¼ šĶ ā ā ā ā źŖš¦ ā ā ā ā ā į¦šØ ā ā ā ā ā šššš ā ā ā ā ā źŖźŖ®į„ ź« ā±šš¢šÆ ā ā ā ā ā šøš©š¢šµ ā ā ā ā ā Źį“į“ ā ā ā ā ā ššššā ā ā ā ā šEĶĶ” .

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

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

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

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

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

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


astarion's hardly even begun to slip into his mediation ā having just slipped back into camp after draining a boar dry ā 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 +



