"You are a young man of kindness and honor in my eyes, lord is a term of such," she offered, mincing after him. Yes, walking on the balls of her feet seemed to be best, they were the least painful, likely due to callus honestly. She'd take time to see to her hands and feet when granted another place to rest.
Transportation sounded lovely, honestly, she'd had naught but her own feet for years now. "Transport," she sighed with the same longing some did the term 'hot shower' or 'designer dress', "wouldst be welcome." Utterly.
Little did she know what terror it might be.
Oh. OH. She'd been utterly remiss...she paused, sweeping into a graceful, and deep, curtsy despite the fact she was in borrowed sweats. Her free hand more than illustrated how skirts should puddle to keep the action from being utterly ridiculous, "apologies lord Jason. I am Khemrys, late of Rhystead Abbey if it pleases."
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Transportation sounded lovely, honestly, she'd had naught but her own feet for years now. "Transport," she sighed with the same longing some did the term 'hot shower' or 'designer dress', "wouldst be welcome." Utterly.
Little did she know what terror it might be.
Oh. OH. She'd been utterly remiss...she paused, sweeping into a graceful, and deep, curtsy despite the fact she was in borrowed sweats. Her free hand more than illustrated how skirts should puddle to keep the action from being utterly ridiculous, "apologies lord Jason. I am Khemrys, late of Rhystead Abbey if it pleases."