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Daphne

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Medical hand holding is a thing. Temple. Of the Heart....


Daphne heart skipped a little as she felt Katherine , Kat Snuggle into her side and joke about them being closer once they were out of their heavy outdoor kit… that would be very enjoyable she thought, the cute blonde so close she could kiss her with just a small movement… Down horny brain she thought as she kept their hands together and helped her crush calm down and find her centre.

She needed care not sex or making out right now, and Daphne was the one who right now had managed to push past the panic and be her rock. Daphne listened quietly to Katherine and just kept a reassuring pressure on her hand and enjoyed her closeness next to her. Damn her crush was coming thick and she felt way beyond her normal… ideas of such things.

She was very different from the Amazonian woman's life, so very different. Daphne never had such challenges but she recognised they both had had a harder start and they both had shared in fact they lived lives that left them a little sheltered yet forced at same time. She was not a fool and opted for her tone, her words and her choices…she was careful, maybe too careful but she did not expect her to be unguarded however natural and easy the kiss felt between them.

Chemistry yes but that was not automatically trusted. So Daphne thought how she might have met…well it probably would mean Daphne was rather too distracted and in trouble because her brain wanted to kiss Kat and not to remember what Coxswain and others said.

“You had a rough time, but nice soft lips, powers and fate can be difficult.” She said mischievously but also kindly and did not dig beyond however she did feel for Kat. She recognised something happened earlier but decided to not ask, they could open that up more another time when Kathefine chose to do it. “My master was Lord Coswain, but I spent more time in drill yard than Castle….I was…a difficult Trainee at times. lords and ladies got the inner castle, squires drink and enjoy dancing in the outer yard, not the great hall. Probably more fun though.” Daphne Said with a grin, she had spent the flats night drinking to music with ale barrels and fire lights as they celebrated with far less social rules tying them down.

She did not judge her for her father, or whom he was, Kat was Kat, Katherine in public to be her kind she saw Kat. “Your away now, you can be who you want to be” Daphne said optimisation in her voice and rested her head against Kats she she rested against her shoulder. Close… comfortable. Even in the Temple, it was strange but she did not feel uncomfortable being close here.

“I'd be in so much trouble daydreaming about you. or what you'd do to me.” Daphne to her comment, if they met sooner… She certainly was distraction worthy and Daphne free hand squeezed her thigh with a little cheeky gesture.

She supposed she ought to explain her own story properly…more than just the cliff notes argument. “I'm…a Orphan as best I know, I was raised as a Temple foundling, no castles, no Lords, my father I have no idea, my mother was an Officers favourite. All I know.” Daphne said quietly and paused as she suppressed her memories but she kept going after a pause breathing slowly and taking her own advice.

“Not much to say, I joined when I left, not much else in Cadia, it's brothel or barracks mostly. hardly a place for nobles.” She said frankly, her town was known for soldiers and soldiers spending their gold… It was a rough town but home. “I caught attention, Lord and Lady Coswain are … well they kind of took me in, in a sense. Im. One of them, good and bad.” Daphne Said as she recalled her slow transition when she began to become more considered part of household and family than just a Squire. Like a slowly growing tree, she never noticed till it happened.

“that's me, You have cold feet if we get stuck overnight? Its small, but i do not mind cuddles.” Daphne said in a cheerful tone and ended on a flirty note, that she did not expect the alarm to go on all night but that was an option that could happen depending on what the guards found. Right now Daphne was comfortable with the pretty priestess.

Being stuck would not be soooo bad.

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Thalia watched the Blightborn woman carefully, arms loosely crossed, her weight shifting slightly as Sya addressed Lark first. The innkeeper’s attempt at friendliness was… unexpected, but not unwelcome.

Lark, as ever, remained unruffled. He regarded Sya with the same equanimity he offered all strangers—his head tilting thoughtfully, ears flicking like the soft flutter of a candle’s flame. A subtle twitch ran through his tail, but there was no telltale bristle, no wary withdrawal. He had been reared amid the restless stir of farmsteads, accustomed to the mingled scent of beasts and earth, to hands both rough and gentle. If he harboured an opinion on Sya’s special attributes, he kept it well-guarded beneath his thick coat.

Thalia, however, was still adjusting to the sheer oddity of Dawnhaven. Back home, Blightborn weren’t exactly common company, nor were they welcome in all honesty.

Good?” Thalia echoed dryly, glancing at Lark before returning her gaze to Sya. “He’s more useful than most men I’ve met, but he knows that already.

Lark let out a chuff as if confirming the statement.

The mention of gold earned Sya the faintest smirk, the corner of Thalia’s lips curving upward. “And yet, I’ve met men who’d do exactly that. Charge you to get in, charge you to get out. Swindlers tend to be the most resourceful people alive.

There was an easy confidence in her voice, but her mind remained fixed on the innkeeper’s earlier words. It’s a real alarm. It’s not a drill. Thalia had suspected as much, but to hear it confirmed was like a hammer driving a nail deeper into the back of her skull.

An attack inside the town walls. And they’d only just gotten to the place too.

Still, there was little merit in prying when Sya had already drawn a firm line in the dirt. No one in. No one out. Which meant that for the moment, Thalia was trapped.

She loathed the feeling.

Morning at most, then,” she murmured, half to Sya, half to herself. That meant waiting. And waiting, in her book, was only a shade better than being caught unarmed.

But then—abruptly—the conversation veered, snapping to something wholly different with the enthusiasm of a cart careening down an unexpected incline. Breakfast ingots.

Thalia blinked. The sheer absurdity of it, juxtaposed against their prior exchange, nearly forced a laugh from her throat. Instead, she exhaled a soft breath, something between amusement and bemusement, levelling Sya with a look that was as much incredulous as it was vaguely entertained.

You do realize that sounds like something you’d make for horses, don’t you?” Her tone was dry, but not cruel. “That said, I’ll reserve judgment until I’ve actually tried one. Who knows? Maybe you’ll revolutionize the way people eat in the morning.

Thalia tilted her head slightly, watching as Sya moved. “It’s odd,” she mused. “I half-expected this place to be more on edge. Instead, I’m being offered baked goods.
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"Hmmm," the sound Desmond said as he listened to Nesna's alternative source of payment. So she does not have the coin, he thought and made a mental note not to assume. More so with people he does not know.

When Nesna put her gold earnings on the table, Desmond studyied them first with his eyes with a curious nature, and then he picked up one of them. Inspecting it and once he was satisfied, he put it down with a confirming grin. "Well, this is a... unorthodox payment and they do look like solid gold." Desmond took a moment to think and tried not to seem nervous or frightened, with her staring back at him with all four of her eyes. Why do brightborn have such... imposing features? He thought, but tried to keep the focus on the business at hand.

"With how much the tea would all cost and the gold earnings you have here. I think I will humor you and accept this unusual type of payment." Desmond added, and his tone changed a bit," but do not make this a habit, and things should be fine." Though he did wonder what else she was willing to barter with.

Returning to a more friendlier tone, "so is there anything else you wish to discuss now that payment has been dealt with?"

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