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𝕽𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 ([personal profile] valonqri) wrote in [personal profile] halfyeared 2022-10-22 03:00 am (UTC)

[ If anything, it sounds as though the tempestuous silence only got to her before it to him. His eyebrow raises in slight as he withdraws the bottle. At first steading it back onto his thigh to fix his grip on it but does not drink immediately. ]

Lord Beesbury. [ He sighs, tipping the head back against the pillar to rest his eyes a moment. Unlike her, he'd spent far more time working down the bottle. Long enough to feel it tempering him and the tingle in his cheeks. Far from any sort of drunkenness. He should have opted for something stronger. Though considering her size, he'd reckon the warmth will creep up on her slow soon enough. ] He's always been picky with his wine. Ships a crate in once a fortnight.

[ Even has he talks he sounds fed up with his own answer. Filling up the last of his words by bringing the bottle back to his mouth. Small talk did not suit them. They were too alike, too above it all to play that kind of complacency of court. At least not for long. It's almost insulting now, after everything. Which is why when he sets the bottle down atop her leg, he simply cannot help himself from saying something.]

You could have done worse. [ A blisteringly obtuse statement coming from him. As though he hadn't just started shit in the middle of her wedding feast by saying she hadn't picked one good enough, but whenever has he been consistent? ]

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