essea: (38.)
ɪᴏʀᴠᴇᴛʜ. ([personal profile] essea) wrote 2025-01-24 01:19 pm (UTC)

[ "Edgar", the one her companion called Ada murmurs; Iorveth is better at responding to the alias by now, so there's no suspicious pause or hesitation when Astarion tosses the question back at him. ]

I'd deny you nothing, [ is not what Edgar from the novels would say, but it's Iorveth's reply. ] Do whatever pleases you.

[ A backwards scoot over to the bed's headboard, which he leans against while watching Astarion negotiate with the two women on the other side of the door. The brunette, who manages to make out Iorveth's voice from where she's standing, smiles in a way that could be interpreted as meaningful.

"Oh... he isn't the jealous type, is he?" Fishing. "If I were traveling with someone as gorgeous as you, I wouldn't let you near us!"

A statement of doubt, perhaps, that the elves are actually romantically involved, and that she suspects that they're just saying that they are as a cover. Still, the brunette ("Stella", her friend calls her) steps away from the door, bowing her head lightly. "Maybe your companion can join us later, then. My room is just around the corner― the one with a rose etched on the door."
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