Anne watches as he explains, her heart aching for what he feels is an act of rebellion that he can't control for an Order that he must follow. She steps forward to take his hand, her fingers curling around his as she looks to catch his eye, her voice gentle.
"I'm sorry that I wasn't more resistant to what brings us together and I wish I could think less with my feelings." Squeezing gently, her fingers thread through his. "I've spent time around a lot of people; diplomats, royalty, peasants, and commoners... none of them make me feel what you did the moment you spoke to me in the receiving room. There's something... more." A breath. "Should we ignore it?"
Even though he says its too much, she wants to know if they should try anyway. He's the master, she the padawan. She'll let him lead.
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Date: 2019-12-31 01:18 am (UTC)"I'm sorry that I wasn't more resistant to what brings us together and I wish I could think less with my feelings." Squeezing gently, her fingers thread through his. "I've spent time around a lot of people; diplomats, royalty, peasants, and commoners... none of them make me feel what you did the moment you spoke to me in the receiving room. There's something... more." A breath. "Should we ignore it?"
Even though he says its too much, she wants to know if they should try anyway. He's the master, she the padawan. She'll let him lead.