>>5810284Of course, what is a victory without a one liner. And you had an excellent idea with all the looted mail and armour, something to equip 8 men, and the plate armour of Brutus plus it's magical sword and headband, all of this could be sold for a good price.
>>5810289A wise move indeed.
>>5810309You are a kind man.
>>5810334You can even take the head of the drake and put it on a wall.
>>5810589>>5810648Good idea, unfortunately you were the only one to have the idea to bound her but if she runs she will not go too far.
>>5810851>>5810949Does a life of witchcraft could lead to the Light of the Lord ? I doubt it but why not...
>>5811028>>5811548I see that you are a man of culture as well dear bannerman.
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Going towards your beloved you knelt before her and quoted the Norman Béroul.
-I ignore if life is stronger than death but our love is stronger than both of them.
She seemed to radiate joy, despite her pain and her deliverance she, like a true lady, maintained appearances and smiled sweetly while telling.
-It is beautiful, is it from one of your poets ?
She then dropped all the all the pretense and threw herself at you, hugging you kindly, telling you.
-Charles, I have never doubted you, I knew that you would save me like you saved me before.
You then kissed, knowing that nobody will see, celebrating the moment, like Tristan and Isolda or other great couples of many songs of fin' amor. Maybe it was you having lived these moments like it was from a tale, or her living like this too and being very young but your kiss was hesitative, maybe not very skilled but sweet and passionnate, Rose tasted unfortunately like blood, probably like the blood of the Guelph that she had just bitten to defend herself and you quite quickly finished this. Preferring to simply kiss both of your lips. She told.
-I am sorry, I got... Carried away and...
-No matter my lady, you are adorable, I will tell Ancel to give us wine while he will come. And it is scars of battle, you were very fierce and courageous.
She laughed with a crystalline laugh, telling.
-The bards maybe put too much romanticism in these vampire stories. Blood tastes poorly... But I hope to have hurt the bastard... Did you kill him or is he still bleeding out ? I hope he dies slowly. Mmmh... Sorry, it was improper... I..
-It happens, the tongue slips and your words came quicker than your thoughts, you were menaced... What they did, it was not worthy, even of them. Mistreating a lady...
