[video - fail filter to Dite.] | Day
[He looks much nicer and even more charming than usual. The hat is gone. He is clearly on the balcony of his apartment again.]
My lady, I have not been able to cease thinking about you for days. I wish to know why you are tormenting me so. Your lips speak soft sweetness; your touch a cool caress. I am lost in your magic; my heart beats within your chest. I think of you each morning and dream of you each night. I think of your arms being around me and cannot express my delight.
[Jarlaxle glances away. Only for a moment does he wonder what he is doing before he's back to it. Mostly, it's the subconscious rhyming bothering him (but he'll be pissed about this later).]
Never have I fallen, but I am quickly on my way. You hold a heart in your hands that has never before been given away.
My lady, I beg you: consent to speak with me and end this suffering.
(Poem in italics is "Never Have I Fallen" by Rex A. Williams. Go nuts.)
My lady, I have not been able to cease thinking about you for days. I wish to know why you are tormenting me so. Your lips speak soft sweetness; your touch a cool caress. I am lost in your magic; my heart beats within your chest. I think of you each morning and dream of you each night. I think of your arms being around me and cannot express my delight.
[Jarlaxle glances away. Only for a moment does he wonder what he is doing before he's back to it. Mostly, it's the subconscious rhyming bothering him (but he'll be pissed about this later).]
Never have I fallen, but I am quickly on my way. You hold a heart in your hands that has never before been given away.
My lady, I beg you: consent to speak with me and end this suffering.
(Poem in italics is "Never Have I Fallen" by Rex A. Williams. Go nuts.)