Anti-OTP: Lamorak/Phedre

[sonofpellinore]

Lamorak's been riding, and now is lying in the field, spread out in the sun. He's a bit sweaty, from the hard ride, but the day is so fine, he's loathe to get up just yet. He looks at ease, stretched out in the clearing this way.

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[phedre_25]

Phedre will be walking by, and upon seeing the familiar figure, will smile to herself. She really does not see enough of him, truly.

She will stand by, and make a small sound of introduction, before she offers a greeting.

"Good day, Sir Lamorak."

[sonofpellinore]

He looks up with a smile. "My lady..." Then remembers his manners, and scrambles to get up. "Good day, m'lady."

[phedre_25]

He gets an amused grin for that, and she gives him, along with it, a small curtsy. “Oh, pray not trouble yourself. You seemed so well at ease, Chevalier…”

[sonofpellinore]

He grins, and gives her a bow before flopping back down. "In truth, it's a fine day."

[phedre_25]

"Aye, it is. And never not, when I see you." She leans against the tree. "Have you been well?"

[sonofpellinore]

He props himself on his elbows. "Aye, well enough. You, my lady?"

[phedre_25]

"I am well." Which does not say she always was.

[sonofpellinore]

He smiles some. "I am glad."

[phedre_25]

"And have you need for company, this day?"

[sonofpellinore]

"Yours, my lady? Always."

[phedre_25]

"Always is a long time, but the afternoon is yours, if you want it."

[sonofpellinore]

"Well, I will take what I can get. Come, join me."

[phedre_25]

She grins, and does, sitting next to him. "Wise man."

[sonofpellinore]

"Never. I intend to remain young and irresponsible indefinitely."

[phedre_25]

"And ever so charming," she says, putting her hand on his arm, amused.

[sonofpellinore]

He turns toward her a bit. "My lady is too kind."