[ It's very difficult to tear himself away when Iorveth is sucking so enticingly on his neck—suddenly, he understands the appeal of having a vampire suckling at one's throat—but he does so, and quite valiantly, he thinks. One last peck for good measure, and he stands to leave, although not without throwing a glance behind his back at Iorveth. ]
You know how I love to order around servants.
[ Which he happens to think everyone in the world is. It's Astarion's world, and the rest of its inhabitants are simply living in it!
And in an instant he's off, pulling on his shoes to go clomp downstairs and do some bossing around. The Masters Blackmane will positively not be disturbed during sunlight hours! ]
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You know how I love to order around servants.
[ Which he happens to think everyone in the world is. It's Astarion's world, and the rest of its inhabitants are simply living in it!
And in an instant he's off, pulling on his shoes to go clomp downstairs and do some bossing around. The Masters Blackmane will positively not be disturbed during sunlight hours! ]