>>5296844Eventually, though, you feel a presence at your hip and, without even turning, you know who it is.
“Glowie,” you acknowledge.
She leans gently against you, humming along to the song, and you feel her tail laying across yours, just out of sight of the others. She’s at least come to realize the very public, visible displays of affection will get her shoved away sooner. Still… You wonder how this over-attached worm-princess will handle the inevitable parting of you two, when she sets about establishing her own ‘kingdom’, he own little brood of monster glow-worms. Perhaps now, with everyone distracted by the musical interlude, is a good time to broach the subject?
“Come with me,” you say, and she does… Though, as soon as the two of you are out of direct sight of the others, she take you hand and begins to hum more loudly and more tunelessly, tail swinging back and forth delightedly.
This excitement dies down a little when you explain your purpose for taking her to somewhere more private: politics.
“…Thought you wanted something else,” she admits, her slightly-garbled True Speech yet better than it was on days prior.
“…You’ve been improving,” you note, desperately ignoring the implications of Glowie’s words. What did she think you were up to?!
“The Novice Fleshweaver has been teaching,” Glowie says brightly. “Knew language already, from Mother. Just never developed diplomat’s tongue yet.”
She fondles the Amulet of Disguise, staring at it wonderingly.
“Will tell my children of this thing, this ‘Fleshweaving’. Is good. Allows even big-bodied brooding-type to be small, with log legs. To move faster, do battle!”
You HAD noticed she was swift and stealthy for such a… ‘Big-bodied’ type, even now with her thick tail and wide hips and rear. You suppose it makes sense, when you consider she is used to navigating about with a far plumper, less-agile form than that which she currently occupies.
“Yes, about your children… Have you given thought to where you would like to have them?”
Glowie looks up, startled. She hums happily.
“With you, Dragonborn obviously,” she says. “Wherever you are is where I will lay my eggs."
