Ashes

[shadarsedai]

She is wearing white again - a simple dress, pretty, but nothing like as elegant as her normal wear. Her soft slippers are unembellished

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[forsaken_bard]

Asmodean glanced up as his skin prickled from the Channeling. The music continued softly as she wove. This should be... interesting.

"Shall I go with you, my lady?"

[shadarsedai]

She glances back over her shoulder as if noticing his presence for the first time and smiles, a warm trace of her anticipation shining in her eyes.

"I did not think you liked to, Asmodean. But if you wish it, of course."

[forsaken_bard]

A calm shrug as he set down the harp, and stood slowly. A calm stretch as he rolled his shoulders to loosen the tightness in his muscles.

"It never hurt, I suppose. I have been sitting far too long, regardless."

[shadarsedai]

She smiles a little more, delight at his interest evident. She holds out a hand to him, childlike and almost coquettish as the portal widens over her shoulder.