[ that, admittedly, gives him pause. she could be a talented actress: from the side, he cannot see the loss of light in golden eyes, but he does notice the falter of her smile. the brother, for all he knows, could be made up, a story she saw fit to tell the captain of the royal guards. it would be smart of her to do so, creating a second body that he would hypothetically have to worry about.
she does a good job at picking herself back up, and when she meets his gaze, he looks away. the judgment here is thus: she is not stupid. the likelihood of her knowing of his suspicions of her are high, and she knows, too, that he had worried about her brother, and the way he's potentially left unattended.
that does not earn her a strike. much of the opposite.
dainsleif does not reply just yet. a few more turns, then, and they are not outside the palace; there'd have no need to be. there is, after all, no sun outside — the difference here is that in this specific spot, between palace walls, there is a gap through layers and layers of stones and sand and marble. here, in this specific spot, there's a hint of sunshine during the day, and moonlight during the night. here, the king had said, we will build a garden. ]
The grass in Khaenri'ah is synthetic, [ he begins, arms crossed against his chest, ] as you might have noticed from the lack of natural sunlight. It's made with something we call the art of Khemia.
[ he's a escort, a tour-guide, and mindful not to give her too much information. ]
This is, however, one of the very few places in Khaenri'ah where the flora is real. The King and Queen made sure to keep the gap untouched and tended to so it never closes, and sunlight peeks at day. We have specialists that care for this garden so it never dies. [ it is, he thinks, a little too much work. ] Were you expecting a more impressive sight?
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she does a good job at picking herself back up, and when she meets his gaze, he looks away. the judgment here is thus: she is not stupid. the likelihood of her knowing of his suspicions of her are high, and she knows, too, that he had worried about her brother, and the way he's potentially left unattended.
that does not earn her a strike. much of the opposite.
dainsleif does not reply just yet. a few more turns, then, and they are not outside the palace; there'd have no need to be. there is, after all, no sun outside — the difference here is that in this specific spot, between palace walls, there is a gap through layers and layers of stones and sand and marble. here, in this specific spot, there's a hint of sunshine during the day, and moonlight during the night. here, the king had said, we will build a garden. ]
The grass in Khaenri'ah is synthetic, [ he begins, arms crossed against his chest, ] as you might have noticed from the lack of natural sunlight. It's made with something we call the art of Khemia.
[ he's a escort, a tour-guide, and mindful not to give her too much information. ]
This is, however, one of the very few places in Khaenri'ah where the flora is real. The King and Queen made sure to keep the gap untouched and tended to so it never closes, and sunlight peeks at day. We have specialists that care for this garden so it never dies. [ it is, he thinks, a little too much work. ] Were you expecting a more impressive sight?