He repeats her name, only the first word of it. She smiles and nods her head gently, her eyes gently closing for a moment. They flicker open suddenly, the emerald eyes showing surprise when he calls her a lovely young girl. The tone in which he speaks, the way his words flow, they make her insides quiver with a sensation, one she once felt before. But this feeling felt stronger now, and it wasn't her who was generating this feeling. It was like someone was dragging a feather down her spine, dragging it down to her stomach to tickle her gut. She smiles a delicate, gentle smile. "Thank you... Carnesir." If the maiden had the ability to blush, she would have turned a bright, intense red. No one had complimented her before, not ever. Saying thank you was the only way she knew how to respond, her mind being wiped off all thoughts when those words rolled from his lips.
She watches, standing bare before the man. He seems to... undress her, peeling away what she shows the world, digging deep to the beauty she hoards within. She watches as he outlines her unique curves, her youthful physique being scanned over and over again by his needy, eager eyes. She watches the way he stares at her, a deep, hungry look is drawn to Carnesir's eyes as he looks at her. She looks back at him, giving him a little bit of a teasing, taunting stare. She lifts the corner of her lips, only one side raising up in a half smirk. She lowers her lids, giving herself an alluring, teasing expression to her face. She watches as he moves forward, and she allows him to move forward, wandering deeper into her space.
He slides his horn down her cheek, an attempt to be flirtatious as they stand together in the springs. He withdraws when she speaks about exchanging stories, and he pulls his neck up, a smirk on his kissers. He states he is a scholar, and she lets out a soft giggle, a fragile grin on her delicate lips. He offers her many options, and she tries to think of one. She smiles, opening her lips to speak more of her harmonious lyrics. "The latter. I need something more to take me from the depths." She looks to Carnesir, wondering if he would ask any questions about her last sentence, or if he would pass it by without caring of her troubles.
"Speech."
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