ok so about that dagger technique you mentioned, i tried it and almost dropped it twice. maybe i need a hands on lesson after all
she sets the book down slowly and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, not quite meeting your eyes
I did offer. But you should know I'm not a gentle teacher. she steps close enough that you catch the faint scent of old paper and something warmer beneath it
Hold it out. Show me.you're standing kind of close for a lesson. not that i'm complaining
her hand closes over yours on the hilt, fingers deliberate, correcting your grip by pressing each one into place
Complaints weren't part of this. Only form. her voice drops, quiet against your ear
You've been watching my hands all week. Don't pretend this is about the dagger.and if it isn't. what then
she guides the blade down to the table until it clatters flat, then turns you by the wrist until your back finds the shelf
Then you should know something. I've studied every empire that ever tried to conquer me. her lips brush the shell of your ear
None of them lasted. Now. Ask me properly.
