>>6046516“I believe we are approaching, shall I signal your arrival, commander,” You give an odd look to the woman before your eyes widen at the thing Alyssa calls a “safehouse,” utter lunacy you say! This thing is barely even a hovel, it doesn’t even have a second story! The worst part is that the maid has taken your stunned silence as a go-ahead to start knocking on the door, w-wait you’re not ready!
“Hello?” Comes the familiar voice of Marie as the door opens revealing the small woman in her nightclothes. She holds a lantern, the only source of light in the house as of this moment.
“Her Majesty, Princess Lorina de Lindan has arrived to converse with the inhabitants of this property. Please prepare posthaste,” Alyssa says with a bow.
“Whaaa- what do you mean L-” She pauses on that letter for quite a bit as she spots you behind the maid, “-orina?”
The next thing you know is the sight of the moon and the stars as you are thrown to the ground with two arms crushing the air from your lungs. Marie isn’t exactly a strong woman but now you aren’t so sure. You are sure about the pain of a rough landing, however. You’d scold her if you could get a word out from under the embrace. Alyssa is no help at all as she quickly picks up the lantern Marie dropped and stares at the two of you.
“OhmygodIwassoworriedareyouokayiseverythingokaywhathappened-” She speaks at a mile a minute.
“M-marie,” You try to gasp out causing her to immediately stop the hug and give a cute little tilt of her head, “Hmm, yeah?” She says.
You simply glare at her confusion as you pull yourself off the ground. She’s lucky she didn’t stab herself on one of the hidden daggers you carry, or your sword, or your mace. or your- You disregard that thought as Asher himself steps out of the hovel with a confused look on his face, “What's going on-” He blinks a few times as he spots you, “Oh, hey princess. I, uh, didn’t expect to see you again- I mean so soon?” He says with a rather sheepish face, that gets struggles more the longer you stare at him.
“Is that all you have to say?”
“I- Um,” He’s taking too long.
>Slap him>Disregard him and enter his house, ready to talk of your next plan of action>Muster up the courage to actually say something [What?]>[Write-in] 