(1310-05-17) Late Night Shopping
Summary: It seems tonight is the night of shopping and gifts at the Jeweler!
RL Date: Thu May 17, 1310
Related: None
edgard arielle gabrielle alexandre cyprien aziza marielle 

Jeweler

Hurricane lamps throw a warm golden patina over the jewelry shop, a resplendent jewel box smaller than many a noble stable. Beautiful things come in diminutive packages that feel like a treasured sitting room decorated in rich copper fittings and polished teak to offset the pavonine blues and greens. Every upholstered chair features a peacock spray of feathers embroidered onto the cushions. Three sparse tables topped in lapis reside in places of splendour where clients sip tea and review designs.%r%rFor a jeweler, practically no jewelry is on display other than samples and mockups shifting with the seasonal trends. Paste gemstones and plated samples glitter in velvet boxes displayed under glass in the round display cabinet mounted in the middle of the room. Hand-painted, narrow panels of the Hellene Muses separate mirrored panels hung upon the walls, the goddesses of creativity holding court under the chandelier and round domed roof. Sprays of flowers bloom in ornate Ch'in and Serenissiman pots, adding another soft element to the refined atmosphere of the shop. A door discreetly stamped private leads to the workshop where fantasies become reality through painstaking effort.


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The Rose Sauvage courtesan, of the white Rose inclination, is on the arm, so to speak, of Aziza. The two have, apparently, decided their evening is going to be spent in the jewelry store. "This place has some of the most lovely jewelry." Marielle tells Aziza, in her ever quiet and sweet voice. At the ambassador she glances, the veils she wears hiding most of her face, as per usual. "Perhaps sometihng will strike your fancy."

*

Aziza chuckles a bit as they enter the store. Patting her on the shoulder she nods a bit as she then clasps her hands in front of her. "Perhaps. Viscomte Ezio made a lovely suggestion for my attire for the ducal court and I am seeing if they are ready. But….perhaps there is something you will like." Smiling at her warmly she then looks ahead before murmuring. "Thank you….by the way….for earlier."

*

Trailing after Marielle and Aziza is Cyprien, the red rose lingering a few steps behind the pair, having decided to accompany them for whatever reason — perhaps simply to wander from the house for a time. His own clothing shows off his completed marque, the shirt that he wears more sleeve than anything else in the back, a light blue, his trousers a darker blue.

*

Jewelry. That is what was found when the door swung open and Alexandre made his way in. He had to turn slightly to fit those broad shoulders through the door, he had to duck a little as well, just to be safe. More habit than anything else perhaps. He is dressed in a fine dark puple silk shirt that has been clearly tailored to try and hide some of… well… him. Even as loose and baggy as the shirt is there's no hiding the breadth of shoulders or thickness of chest as he has to twist and turn in ways most people do not upon making his way along the merchandise, and the crowd. Green eyes hunt this way and that, his gaze falling on marque's and clothing alike as he takes in the appearance of those already in the jewelry shop.

*

Cyprien was likely invited to join by Marielle. Though, she likely was expecting him to come a touch later since she probably interrupted him while he was busy. A small start is given by Marielle when she notices Cyprien already with her and Aziza. To him a smile is given and her hand lifts to touch his elbow and draw him closer to join her and Aziza. To the ambassador she asks, "Have you met Cyprien yet, my lady?" The same question is posed to the Red Rose but the names reversed. To Alexandre Marielle glances, the veiled face of the courtesan lingers upon him. He is a large man. The is probably quite the appeal to the White rose. She dips into a curtsy to him, fingers lightly touching the arm of Cyprien to urg him to bow to both Aziza and the new arrival.

*

Arielle steps inside the shop not too far behind Alexandre, peeking around at the various items with a thoughtful expression. Stepping further in she deftly steps around the broad figure of the man in front of her, sending a faintly curious gaze and a polite smile that way. Her eyes sweep over the room curiously, the golden haired young lady in her sapphire blue silk gown keeping her gaze and expression calm and perfectly composed as she takes in the present crowds.

*

Aziza turns as she lands that kohl lined gaze upon the young man. A smile tugging at her soft pink lips she nods to him. "I have not. It was kind of you to invite him along….." Finally she speaks to him as she bows her head. "A pleasure to meet you….and glad you could join us. I could use another to convince Marielle to treat herself…." A wink is given to the white rose before she sweeps her eyes over to the door as it continues to open. Seeing both Arielle and Alexandre, the Menekhet ambassador bows to them with a warm smile. "Hello…."

*

Cyprien may have been interrupted, but it doesn't seem that it took him all that long to follow along. He shakes his head slightly when Marielle asks if he and Aziza have been introduced, though he does pause to bow in greeting to both Aziza and Alexandre before reising, though his eyes remain downcast. "A pleasure," he says to Aziza and then glances over in Marielle's direction, "Does she require encouragement?" he asks.

*

<FS3> Alexandre rolls Composure: Success. (4 4 4 6 1 1 7)

*

To say that Gabrielle is shocked at the group within the shop could be true but with a soft smile she slips past this and that person but has to pause as Alex turns past a display and right into her path. There is a long look of intensely green eyes as they move over the tailored form, atleast from behind. The lady is dressed in a flowering creation of purple that shows her hourglass form to perfection. A spring cloak is riding on her shoulders and flickers in the breezes that come in and out of the opened door. Since she has paused her swaying movements she takes that time to see who is really here. Bodies and heads are one thing but she takes the time to peer about.

*

"Ambassador Aziza is still learning our ways." says MArielle to Cyprien then to both, "Ambassador Aziza, this is Cyprien no Rose Sauvage. He is of the same house as me. THough, his inclinations fall in a different direction than mine." Then to Cyprien, "This is Ambassador Aziza Nimr." Marielle might be talking to the two with her but, some how, she manages to imply the introduction is also for the benifit of Alexandre and Arielle as well. When Gabrielle arrives Marielle flashes a warm smile in her direction, briefly excusing herself from her direct companions to give a brief kiss of greeting to her, "My lady." THe greeting is all Marielle does, beyond indicating she is with someone, unless Gabrielle decides to join the party.

*

Alexandre studies the gathering group with the slightest of frowns twisting his lips into a downward curl as space is taken and he must detour around them but when he is addressed, or noticed at the least his frown disappears instantly into something more… interested. The way his gaze falls on Arielle at her smile is nothing short of an inspection, intense, appraising, and a faint smile follows with the briefest flicker of a nod that then carries over towards the others, Marielle's curtsy though causes that smile to widen a touch more. "Courtesan." He says simply, addressing Marielle first for whatever reason of his own. The way he is looking at the innocent though it is clear he is trying to think up what exactly might be hidden behind the veil and the white robes. Aziza gets an appraising look of her own and a nod follows, "Ambassador." He offers a polite bow of his head and he answers, "It seems quite the night for jewelry shopping." The big man looks over at Cyprien briefly but apparently the man doesn't hold Alexandre's attention as well as the women do. "Alexandre d'Mohrban, Viscomte of Laundel, Heir of Concarneu." He introduces himself in a surprisingly pleasant voice for a man his size, but there is still an /edge/ to it that cut could if words could do physical damage with sharpness alone.

*

<FS3> Arielle rolls Composure: Good Success. (2 5 3 7 4 4 1 4 7 8)

*

Aziza smiles warmly at Marielle, a hand going to the courtesan's arm before winking. "And a lot of that has been thanks to you…." Looking back to Cyprien she smiles warmly once more and nods. "She does….from what I gather. I think if she were to have something a little more bold…." A smirk tugs at her lips and then she turns her gaze to Alexandre. "It seems it is indeed, Vicomte. Plus….one can meet so many interesting people and make wonderful connections while shopping…." Exhaling softly she looks to Gabrielle that arrives now as well, giving her bow of her head before looking to the group. "…though I am trying to see if my jewelry for my attire for the ducal court is almost ready. I am a late and unexpected arrival but that is not an excuse to be dressed appropriately." Smoothing the sheer silk that wraps around her body and held up by that Usekh collar, her long hair falls upon her shoulders which is pushed back ever so slightly.

*

Arielle catches sight of that gaze from Alexandre, how it inspects and studies her. She does not flinch from it instead meeting that gaze calmly with a quiet assessment of her own. Then her gaze drifts over to Aziza and she offers a graceful curtsey in return. "Hello to you as well Ambassador. I am Arielle Rousse." She smiles faintly letting her gaze calmly drift over the crowds once more. "It seems that the promise of beautiful things has lured many a person here today."

*

When Marielle breaks so sweetly for a greeting to Gabrielle a slow smile touches the lady's lip and she returns the greeting with a soft caress of the woman's cheek. Of course her hand disappears under that veil before she allows the Courtesan to depart. "My dear, it seems I find you with the beautiful once more.." Her voice is husky, low and holds a.. sensual hue that one of Naamah would hold. But as she speaks she bows her head gracefully towards Aziza and then Cyprian as she takes her time to look them over as well. Arielle is given a softer smile as they have met a time or to and the smile seem to welcome the other lady close. The wall of male in front of her is given another look as she hears his voice and title, but as he is not facing her she simply gives a chuckle to Arielle's words, "And the jeweler has finished some amazing pieces that draw those who wish to gift another. It's a pleasure to see you again, Lady Rousse…"

*

As more and more people join the group, Cyprien gives each a nod or a bow in turn as is appropriate But gradually, he reaches out and touches Marielle's arm, murmuring something about the House, and begins to slip out toward the door. He gives a small dip of his head to Marielle, and then he moves around those gathered near the door, giving them plenty of room as he does so.

*

Alexandre's attempt to try and figure out what the white silks hide from him gets him a subtly mischievious look, only noticed if he looks at the visble eyes of the courtesan. "My lord." she responses in that voice of soft, sweet innocence. Her lashes lower with a demure gesture. She even shifts llike his inspection caused the shiness to build up. Undoubtedly it is her natural courtesan instict to amp up the 'innocence' based on how the person looking at her reacts. Aziza's words get her a flustered look, "I only wished to be of aid to you, my lady." Then Gabrielle is complimenting her and the Alyssum inclined Marielle looks all the more flustered, even with the veil obscuring her she manages to project that feeling. "It is they who grace me with their presence, my lady." breathes out Marielle, as if all the flattery were making her all the more sh. A soothing hand, though, guides along Cyprien's arm at his whisper and nods. She doesn't stop him from leaving. Though, she does extend the invitation to join her again at any time. THen Arielle is curtsied too.

*

The way Marielle responds to his look makes Alexandre smile a little wider and then he shakes his head just ever so faintly, "Perhaps if you were not already engaged, little white rose." He murmurs over towards the White Rose and then he turns away to look towards other movement. Finally catching sight of Gabrielle his gaze flicks over her languidly as well, judging, appraising, the ring on her finger gets just the slightest upraise of an eyebrow before he looks back up towards the redheads face. "Well well well." He says to himself and then he nods towards them all, "Enjoy your shopping." He starts to step away towards one of the display cases, looking at the style of jewelry, "Unless of course I could acquire the assistance of some to determine which pieces are the most in style for the fashions in this city."

*

Aziza smiles to Gabrielle at the nod and looked to Arielle. "A pleasure to meet you. And…it has. I have gotten distracted already from checking on my order by all the beautiful….and it seems to be more than just the jewelry…" Chuckling softly she looks back to Marielle she looks over slightly to Alexandre then back to the courtesan. At that she steps way with a smile before heading to the counter. "I'm going to see if my order is ready….feel free to wander…." At that she looks to the attendant that happens to be there as she gives her name.

*

Gabrielle chuckles softly at Marielle and shakes her head gently, "Either way my dear, it comes to the same thing.." She then dips her chin to Aziza, "It's a pleasure to meet you Ambassador, I have heard good things about your arrival.." She then looks up towards Alex as he turns so she can see something other than his broad shoulders, though of course that was a wonderful view in and of itself. But now those green eyes flicker along his form, up his chest in a curious manner. There is something something sensual in that look, naturally so that is in contrast with the Innocent Rose and the Exotic Ambassador. Finally her eyes meet his own green ones and she dips her chin gracefully, "A pleasure to meet you as well my Lord. I would be happy to give ideas, but jewelry, like clothing and perfumes are different for all. And of course if they are for one's self or another.." Finally she offers to the pair who does not know her as of yet. "Gabrielle Delaunany, Vicomtesse de Rognac, Delaunay Heir.." She is amused about something as she then offers. "But, please Gabrielle is much less of a mouth full.."

*

Arielle wanders through the shop a few moments, her ice blue gaze slowly flitting about. "I am unsure about the latest styles my Lord d'Mohrban, normally I just pick what I find pretty or what I think suits the person in question if it is a gift. Styles change swiftly but if a piece is well loved, that matters more to me. Granted that is just my opinion." She fixes Alexandre with a calm gaze that seems intense for how steady it it. Another faint smile is given to him now. Her gaze drifts to the other ladies in the shop and she smiles at them. "Perhaps the other ladies here know the styles better than I though, if that is truly what you seek."

*

The wider smile lets Alexandre a side long glance towards him that is all the more flustered. A small hint of disappointment might flash across her face before she focuses on Gabrielle and Aiza, the two directly with her, more or less. "I really have nothing that I am looking to obtain." Probably a lie since she wears such finery. Around she looks and asks everyone in general, "The ambassador seems to insist I find sometihng any suggestions?"

*

Aziza glances over to Marielle with a smile then chuckles. "I didn't say that you were purchasing….." Finally the shop attendant walks out with a wooden box. Upon opening the silk lined box, one can see a single silver cuff almost fashioned like an archer's bracer but adorned with sapphires. Upon each side of the cuff were matching earring also of silver with sapphires encrusting them. "….oh….perfection…." Those kohl lined dark eyes shined as she saw her items. "…have them sent to the palace to the guest tower and I'll remit payment…." With that she looks to Gabrielle then. "A pleasure to meet you, Viscomtesse. But…if you prefer Gabrielle….then Aziza will work just fine for me as well…."

*

"Ahh but just like clothing, there is always a sense of style when it comes to jewelry. It is different here than in Elua, or in Mohrban, or elsewhere." Alexandre says conversationally to all those who are still paying attention. "Different value placed on different gems, different pieces…" He hmms and then looks over towards Arielle and Gabrielle, "A pleasure to meet you both as well, Ladies." He looks back to Marielle, "Then the question becomes… what sort of jewelry you would prefer to wear… what would enhance your innocence no?" A bit of a smile dances across his expression but it is a faint thing, his gaze falling heavily on Marielle again and then he gestures towards an employee. "Platinum, white gold, or palladium. Pure. Very fine links of chain or segmented rope. Short…" He considers Marielle again, "About this long." He holds up his hands to indicate what he feels Marielle's throat might be around, "With a very small hollow heart charm from the middle made of pure gold of the greatest karat." He looks back towards the employee, "Yes. That is a commission. See to it it is made as soon as possible." He commands simply before he looks back towards Gabrielle then, another commission is ordered: "A ring connected to a bracelet by a fine filligree lace chain to cover the back of the hand." A pause, "Gold, with small shards of emerald placed where the lace intersects." Then to Aziza he considers her for a few moments, "A collar of gold with a long fringe necklace to descend down the chest about eight inches. Each fringe capped with yellow diamond suspended from a golden cap in a sharp point." To Arielle he looks next, "Earrings, white gold, three pearls attached in descending order of smallest to largest." Alexandre looks back towards the shop employee and narrows his gaze, "I hope you have all of that. I expect to see designs soon."

*

Gabrielle narrows her eyes slowly as Alex orders jewelry all around and she can't help but give a soft chuckle as she motions the attendant over. "Large, 5 inch cuff of gilded gold that are daggers as they wrap around the arm. 16 inches or so with a gap for easy wear. On the tip of each dagger hilt stagger amethyst and black onyx with a cap of an emerald. Bold, stately and handsome.." The comtesse offers as she watches Alexandre and a touch of a smile comes to her lips. "It is lovely to find another who can see the worth of those around them.." She then chuckles almost sweetly, "Aziza then, your commission is beautiful.." Yes Gabbie was close enough to look in the case.

*

"Ah but.." stammers Marielle as if she were going to refuse the plan of Aziza buying her a gift but she is clearly not going too. "It doesn't need to be anything fancy." she tells the amabassador shily. When Alexandre makes his grand plans to buy everyone something, including her, she looks at him and gives a shy smile to him as well, "Such a kind gift, my lord." she tells him. Around Marielle looks, glancing to everyone to assure they are not forgotten. The White Rose is a timid thing, after all, talking to so many people is hard on such an innocent person. Then to Aziza, "A simpe bracelet perhaps?"

*

Arielle smiles faintly and replies easily to Alexandre. "I suppose you have a point there. The culture of a place might also play a part of its local styles as well no? Local styles still vary though between designers, everyone has a different take on what looks best." She blinks in surprise her eyes widening a touch as the man orders commissions for each of them. Her cheeks begin to color a faint shade of pink and she lowers her gaze just a little. "You are most kind my Lord. I shall have to get you something in return." Those eyes shine with gentle determination as she slowly peeks up at him once more.

*

Aziza raises a brow at Alexandre at him appraising her….sizing her up? But then she hears him and her eyes widen ever so slightly. Bowing her head to the man as she pushes her commission back to be wrapped up, she smiles. "You are too kind….and flatter me. I look forward to wearing it….but of course I will have repay your kindness." Standing up straight nod she looks back to to the attendant she was speaking to softly murmuring. "Thank you…." That dark gaze looks to Marielle then as she smiles. "See? I didn't even have to do anything….seems you will get a new gift without me even insisting….." A playful wink goes her way before turning to speak to Gabrielle now. "Thank you. Someone helped me with this…they know I'm an archer so….thought this would be fitting for me to wear to court. My creativity was lacking…." At that she chuckles softly. "I spent it all on the dress I am to wear."

*

Edgard made his way into the Jewelers. He was dressed in white tonight, with the green and gold of his family's crest on his shoulder. He walked slowly, near to looming over near the door, looking to the wares awkwardly a moment, until he straightened, seeing all those gathered inside. He looked wide eyed a moment, "Oh… Good evening… Everyone." The man of few words stuck to his strength for now.

*

"A gift intended as such truly does not need an answer." Alexandre says to all of them as he goes back to looking at the jewelry presented and already made. "To see them worn when they are finished will be your gifts back to me." He then starts to look at other pieces. "I am curious also to see how my designs will hold up compared to the current fashions." He looks back towards Aziza then too, "And to the fashions of other lands." He locks eyes on each of the women in turn as he looked at them, perhaps imagining how his jewelry creations will look upon them each in kind. A faint little curve of his lips into a smile, "And of couse, to see such favor worn would be a statement all in and of itself." He then bows his head just ever so faintly towards the ladies before he turns his attention towards another display case… which might be a welcomed respite from the weight of the big man's gaze upon them.

*

Alexandre adds after a few moments thought to Gabrielle and then he opens up his silk shirt so that he can tug off the sleeve, pulling his arm from it and showing a rather massive and well developed bicep, tricep, shoulder, and everything else. He holds his arm out to the jeweler assistant so they can measure the thick powerful limb and he inclines his head to Gabrielle, "Indeed, my Lady. Indeed." His green eyes lock on her own as well for perhaps longer than others as he observes her reaction.

*

Aziza nods to Alexandre once more then. "Well then I shall wear it with pride….." A beat. "And you're in luck….I happen to wear some of mine and have some more in the quarters so if I see you around, you shall indeed see some." At that she hears the door open and her smile brightens just a tad. Raising a hand to Edgard as he make his way in, she smiles. "Long time no see….." Chuckling softly she give him a bow of her head then folds her hands in front of her then. "Coming to join the shopping party?"

*

Edgard gave a smile and bow of his head back to Aziza, "I ah… Was not prepared for a party… But, I suppose impromptu is the way to be, when in the city. Is there an occasion to celebrate tonight?" He asked curiously, looking from one woman to the other, before giving Alexandre a nod of greeting as well.

*

Gabrielle tilts her head to the side as Alex starts to half undress one side of his body. She takes a step closer and her fingertips touch that upper arm and she nods slowly to herself, "Eighteen then, but I was close…" She offers with an amused smile as green eyes met green for a long moment. A staring contest between nobles is not rare but it is a little unusual in a jewelry shop with one tracing a design on another's arm.. veryvery large a muscled arm. But finally ever contest must have a winner and a loser, or atleast a graceful way to end it. And so Gabrielle let's her smile return and she gives a pat to that arm before her eyes move back to the others. The arrival of Edgard is given another nod before she steps one step back and places a delicate fingered hand on the display case. "I believe that we are simply providing the owner of this shop an intake of resources. I am sure she will be happy when she returns.." That voice is soft and husky and seems to match the lady well enough.

*

The courtesan just looks more and more flustered, undoubtedly at the gift that has been set into motion to be purchased for her. She seems content to let everyone talk around her now as she tries to soote away the embassament the innocent MArielle is undoubtedly feeling. Edgard's arrival nets him a bright smile under the veils and a curtsy. In quiet curiosity Marielle moves to stand where she can see just what has caught his interest in the display case. Once she has had her look she moves to talk to a shopkeeper, undoubtedly to place an order for herself. Clearly, despite her protests, she did want something. Though, MArielle speaks quietly so only those that decide to draw closer to her can hear what she requests. Surely people were not expecting the girl to talk loudly on what she wants.

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Aziza chuckles softly as she shakes her head. "I came here with Marielle and another courtesan but seems other had the same idea…" Looking to the others she smiles warmly then as they go about their shopping, staying quiet for now then looks back to Edgard. "It has a been a while…Captain? Or shall I call you something else here on land?" The Menekhet ambassador moves out of the way of the others so they can do their orders to step closer to the man she was speaking it.

*

Edgard chuckled, "Edgard works well enough. I've no title my own on land, and captain is so empty when not aboard my ship…." He gave her hand a kiss in polite greeting. "A pleasure to see you again. I hope your stay in Caerdicci was pleasant?"

*

"So you were." Alexandre says to Gabrielle with the faintest of nods towards her, holding the arm out for her to examine as she wishes until he moves away and looks away. "I would hope that a jeweler of such skill would be well rewarded by many Patrons if la Court de Nuit in this city is worth it's salt." He starts sliding his arm back into that shirt, buttoning it back up to cover up that half of rock hard abs and massive chest with dark purple silk again. Looking towards Marielle a soft bit of a chuckle escapes him, "From what I have seen so far there is at least some talent to be had." He then gives the Jeweler an address, "Send the sketches here and I will approve or suggest changes as required." He commands before he looks back to the others again. A faint nod is given to Edgard but with his business done Alexandre starts towards the door. "Now, to see what entertainments can be had."

*

Gabrielle finishes what she came for, a small box is placed in her hands and she smiles to the attendant. She then turns her attention back to the others and gives one of those slow smiles that seems to brighten a room. "Aziza, you must join me for tea sometime, please send word, but bring the lovely Marielle and she will know how to contact me.." Her eyes flicker over the captain curiously but she does not want to interrupt the conversation with Aziza for long. She turns and gently runs her hand down the White Rose's arm before pausing to allowing the large lord to leave. "It does depend on what one wishes for entertainment.." She says as she caught part of his parting comment.

*

Aziza smiles softly at that kiss to her hand before pulling it back to her form then chuckles. "Edgard then. As for my first leg of my journey….well…." Waving her hand she shakes her head. "….it was grand until northern Caerdicci near the border. It's not a pleasant talk in such a place….but I lost most of my caravan and was led here. I can tell you the story later…I do not wish to bring down the mood…" Those lips purse ever so sightly but turns as she hears Gabrielle. "Of course! I'd be honored and of course I'd love to bring Marielle." Smiling she looks to Alexandre as he takes his lave, bowing to the man. "Thank you again. I look forward to the gift when it is completed…."

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An adept of the Rose Sauvage Salon approaches MArielle to murmur to her and she nods. Gabrielle gets a kiss from Marielle then Edgard and a gentle touch is given to Aziza's hand, "I need to return to the salon. some things need to be dealt with." AKA player is starting to doze off. She gives a small start as Alexandre is also making his way out. She was going to curtsy to him at the door, after all. She is more familiar with everyone else, after al. "Have a good evening, my lord." she murmurs and dips into a curtsy. She steps to the side to wait her turn to exit.

*

Edgard raised a brow, but gave a nod, "A story I'd like to hear, over drinks, perhaps, as it seems would be best told." He gave a smile to Marielle, and a kiss too her cheek as well as she left, "I'll see you again soon." He watched the young one as she left, giving a nod to Gabrielle as well, when eye contact was made. He smiled, before his attention returned to Aziza.

*

Aziza smiles softly at that kiss to her hand before pulling it back to her form then chuckles. "Edgard then. As for my first leg of my journey….well…." Waving her hand she shakes her head. "….it was grand until northern Caerdicci near the border. It's not a pleasant talk in such a place….but I lost most of my caravan and was led here. I can tell you the story later…I do not wish to bring down the mood…" Those lips purse ever so sightly but turns as she hears Gabrielle. "Of course! I'd be honored." At that she watches everyone go then looks to Edgard. "Yes….drinks. But…we were attacked….it wasn't pleasant."

*

Edgard gave a nod, "Of course, the drinks are to temper the edge of loss, and to enforce the life force to continue on."

*

Aziza looks to him then chuckles. "Yes….well….." Her hand moves to her side instinctively but nods. "Well I think I'll….be fine. It was hard. Sleep is still….hard. But I got hurt hence why I am here and not in Elua." Pursing her lips. "So I shall be here a bit longer as I heal and what to see what is requested of me next once word reaches the Pharaoh."

*

Edgard gave a nod, "A shame that, the loss of sleep, and the pain. That likely shouldn't have happened had you traveled on with me." He offered a small smile, "You'll have to do me the honor now, so I can make sure you make your way home safe tonight. Where are you staying?" He asked, offering an arm to walk with her.

*

Aziza chuckles softly as she just shakes her head. "You might have been killed too and how would that have looked?" Looking to his arm she gently takes it with a smiles. "I am at the ducal palace in the guest tower…." Licking her lips she smiles brightly then as she nods. "Thank you for the escort home….."

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Edgard gave her a 'come now' look, and smiled, "Hardly killed… My ship would leave all others searching the horizon as we sailed on to paradise." He grinned, and gave her arm a gentle squeeze, leading her out and towards the ducal palace. "You are quite welcome. I must admit, intention was two fold. One, to see you home safely, and two, to see where you stay, so I may call on you again soon."

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Aziza lets out a soft laugh as she shakes her head. "Paradise you say? That is tempting, Edgard…." Smirking slightly she then exhales a bit as she motions to the door. "Oh? So you were being sneaky. Well then….if you do call upon me…it can be for drinks so I can tell you the tale…." And with that…..she lead the way.

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