Collecting enemies was serious business to be cultivated carefully. Best to always try to remain on everyone's good side for as long as possible.
That said, he did have a weakness for beautiful women. She would easily tip to the ally side. And the touch on his cheek raised...was that an actual blush? Where did that come from? He was so used to painting on his expressions and emotions that for a moment, he was honestly flustered by his response.
It was a reprieve when she handed him his tea, and he lifted the cup toward her in a toast. "Well met, lovely Imogen." He kept his gaze on her as he took a sip of his tea. It was hard to drink tea in a flirtatious manner, but he was trying. "Kess-et'reth. My friends call me Kess. My enemies...we don't repeat that in beautiful company."
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That said, he did have a weakness for beautiful women. She would easily tip to the ally side. And the touch on his cheek raised...was that an actual blush? Where did that come from? He was so used to painting on his expressions and emotions that for a moment, he was honestly flustered by his response.
It was a reprieve when she handed him his tea, and he lifted the cup toward her in a toast. "Well met, lovely Imogen." He kept his gaze on her as he took a sip of his tea. It was hard to drink tea in a flirtatious manner, but he was trying. "Kess-et'reth. My friends call me Kess. My enemies...we don't repeat that in beautiful company."