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If there was one thing that Imeeya was determined to do, it was to remain the kind of purpose who was in control of the moment. Not that it was going to mean that it was always that way, but Imeeya wasn’t interested in abandoning the cause when it came to those kinds of efforts; there was nothing wrong with being determined. At least not in her own opinion. Which was one the one upon which she chose to consistently apply to her own achievements and actions.
Much like the one that had brought her once more to circle into the orbit of the man who had walked off and almost skillfully rendered his own sandalled foot into his mouth over the matter of the High Priestess. Did they not conduct themselves in such a fashion in Athenia?
Imeeya wasn’t convinced that this was the present moment to raise the subject of these differences in culture and what was likely to end up occurring “It is our honour and privilege to be here on this day, though I will crave some indulgence in securing his presence to act as escort” surely there would be no concern about that being the case. She was not necessarily stealing him away from the main crush of those who had come here but out of the way of prying eyes and potentially further mistakes. Once the acknowledgement had been given and the chance to part ways provided, it was time to draw his attention to her again - though surely by now, that couldn’t be so hard.
Perhaps in the future she would be able to borrow on of Vangelis’ sandals in order to beat around the heads of fools such as this one, though admittedly this Stelios had the rare achievement of being the first to act in such a way around her own person.
“By you leave, then… your grace” and of course, it was something that allowed her to give a rather hard look in his direction as she sought to bring the attention toward her person and then to also continue to align that focus on her own self as she gestured with a hand to show the direction that she wished to take “Have you spoken to anyone else, made your introductions; which my own was sadly lacking given the unseemly haste to rush into near insult of the High Priestess. So, I’ll correct my own, Lady Imeeya of Drakos, one of your hosts” though the main was naturally her mother but Imeeya took on a lot of responsibilities, especially as it left her sister that freedom.
One that was cause of her own envy, and perhaps she shouldn’t immediately chide a man like Stelios but at the same time, it was also true that Imeeya had never always been the sort to be capable of holding her tongue when something was bothering her, which in this case was very true.
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If there was one thing that Imeeya was determined to do, it was to remain the kind of purpose who was in control of the moment. Not that it was going to mean that it was always that way, but Imeeya wasn’t interested in abandoning the cause when it came to those kinds of efforts; there was nothing wrong with being determined. At least not in her own opinion. Which was one the one upon which she chose to consistently apply to her own achievements and actions.
Much like the one that had brought her once more to circle into the orbit of the man who had walked off and almost skillfully rendered his own sandalled foot into his mouth over the matter of the High Priestess. Did they not conduct themselves in such a fashion in Athenia?
Imeeya wasn’t convinced that this was the present moment to raise the subject of these differences in culture and what was likely to end up occurring “It is our honour and privilege to be here on this day, though I will crave some indulgence in securing his presence to act as escort” surely there would be no concern about that being the case. She was not necessarily stealing him away from the main crush of those who had come here but out of the way of prying eyes and potentially further mistakes. Once the acknowledgement had been given and the chance to part ways provided, it was time to draw his attention to her again - though surely by now, that couldn’t be so hard.
Perhaps in the future she would be able to borrow on of Vangelis’ sandals in order to beat around the heads of fools such as this one, though admittedly this Stelios had the rare achievement of being the first to act in such a way around her own person.
“By you leave, then… your grace” and of course, it was something that allowed her to give a rather hard look in his direction as she sought to bring the attention toward her person and then to also continue to align that focus on her own self as she gestured with a hand to show the direction that she wished to take “Have you spoken to anyone else, made your introductions; which my own was sadly lacking given the unseemly haste to rush into near insult of the High Priestess. So, I’ll correct my own, Lady Imeeya of Drakos, one of your hosts” though the main was naturally her mother but Imeeya took on a lot of responsibilities, especially as it left her sister that freedom.
One that was cause of her own envy, and perhaps she shouldn’t immediately chide a man like Stelios but at the same time, it was also true that Imeeya had never always been the sort to be capable of holding her tongue when something was bothering her, which in this case was very true.
If there was one thing that Imeeya was determined to do, it was to remain the kind of purpose who was in control of the moment. Not that it was going to mean that it was always that way, but Imeeya wasn’t interested in abandoning the cause when it came to those kinds of efforts; there was nothing wrong with being determined. At least not in her own opinion. Which was one the one upon which she chose to consistently apply to her own achievements and actions.
Much like the one that had brought her once more to circle into the orbit of the man who had walked off and almost skillfully rendered his own sandalled foot into his mouth over the matter of the High Priestess. Did they not conduct themselves in such a fashion in Athenia?
Imeeya wasn’t convinced that this was the present moment to raise the subject of these differences in culture and what was likely to end up occurring “It is our honour and privilege to be here on this day, though I will crave some indulgence in securing his presence to act as escort” surely there would be no concern about that being the case. She was not necessarily stealing him away from the main crush of those who had come here but out of the way of prying eyes and potentially further mistakes. Once the acknowledgement had been given and the chance to part ways provided, it was time to draw his attention to her again - though surely by now, that couldn’t be so hard.
Perhaps in the future she would be able to borrow on of Vangelis’ sandals in order to beat around the heads of fools such as this one, though admittedly this Stelios had the rare achievement of being the first to act in such a way around her own person.
“By you leave, then… your grace” and of course, it was something that allowed her to give a rather hard look in his direction as she sought to bring the attention toward her person and then to also continue to align that focus on her own self as she gestured with a hand to show the direction that she wished to take “Have you spoken to anyone else, made your introductions; which my own was sadly lacking given the unseemly haste to rush into near insult of the High Priestess. So, I’ll correct my own, Lady Imeeya of Drakos, one of your hosts” though the main was naturally her mother but Imeeya took on a lot of responsibilities, especially as it left her sister that freedom.
One that was cause of her own envy, and perhaps she shouldn’t immediately chide a man like Stelios but at the same time, it was also true that Imeeya had never always been the sort to be capable of holding her tongue when something was bothering her, which in this case was very true.
Stelios had forced himself into a bad dilemma and was rescued from it just as swiftly. It seemed that the woman he had complimented was indeed a woman of stature. This was one of the people that would be housing him during the peace conference. With a smile, he followed after her, listening to the tirade that she was unleashing on him. If this was his sister, she would be saying the same exact things. So it caused the experienced warrior to let out a small chuckle and then he replied.
"My lady Imeeya of Drakos. A name befitting the woman that has saved me from making an error. You have my thanks, and you have my devoted attention. Whatever you wish, I will attempt to grant, be it a person's head, or even my own life." Stelios spoke as he placed a hand over his heart and then bowed some before moving closer to her, as he did he looked into her eyes with a soft gaze before taking her hand in his own and kissing the top of it. As he did that his hand slowly moved away from her's and then touched her chin gently before he moved away. "You are far more beautiful than the rumors said, Lady Imeeya. A man such as myself can easily lose his footing if he isnt careful."
With the compliment paid, he offered her his arm and then turned to look at one of the wandering servants that was carrying drinks. Waving the servant down toward them, Stelios took the whole tray that contained 8 drinks. It seemed he wanted to drink with Imeeya, so would she accept this as an apology? Hopefully she would, if not, well he would drink at least half of this before disappearing to his coach.
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Stelios had forced himself into a bad dilemma and was rescued from it just as swiftly. It seemed that the woman he had complimented was indeed a woman of stature. This was one of the people that would be housing him during the peace conference. With a smile, he followed after her, listening to the tirade that she was unleashing on him. If this was his sister, she would be saying the same exact things. So it caused the experienced warrior to let out a small chuckle and then he replied.
"My lady Imeeya of Drakos. A name befitting the woman that has saved me from making an error. You have my thanks, and you have my devoted attention. Whatever you wish, I will attempt to grant, be it a person's head, or even my own life." Stelios spoke as he placed a hand over his heart and then bowed some before moving closer to her, as he did he looked into her eyes with a soft gaze before taking her hand in his own and kissing the top of it. As he did that his hand slowly moved away from her's and then touched her chin gently before he moved away. "You are far more beautiful than the rumors said, Lady Imeeya. A man such as myself can easily lose his footing if he isnt careful."
With the compliment paid, he offered her his arm and then turned to look at one of the wandering servants that was carrying drinks. Waving the servant down toward them, Stelios took the whole tray that contained 8 drinks. It seemed he wanted to drink with Imeeya, so would she accept this as an apology? Hopefully she would, if not, well he would drink at least half of this before disappearing to his coach.
Stelios had forced himself into a bad dilemma and was rescued from it just as swiftly. It seemed that the woman he had complimented was indeed a woman of stature. This was one of the people that would be housing him during the peace conference. With a smile, he followed after her, listening to the tirade that she was unleashing on him. If this was his sister, she would be saying the same exact things. So it caused the experienced warrior to let out a small chuckle and then he replied.
"My lady Imeeya of Drakos. A name befitting the woman that has saved me from making an error. You have my thanks, and you have my devoted attention. Whatever you wish, I will attempt to grant, be it a person's head, or even my own life." Stelios spoke as he placed a hand over his heart and then bowed some before moving closer to her, as he did he looked into her eyes with a soft gaze before taking her hand in his own and kissing the top of it. As he did that his hand slowly moved away from her's and then touched her chin gently before he moved away. "You are far more beautiful than the rumors said, Lady Imeeya. A man such as myself can easily lose his footing if he isnt careful."
With the compliment paid, he offered her his arm and then turned to look at one of the wandering servants that was carrying drinks. Waving the servant down toward them, Stelios took the whole tray that contained 8 drinks. It seemed he wanted to drink with Imeeya, so would she accept this as an apology? Hopefully she would, if not, well he would drink at least half of this before disappearing to his coach.
Imeeya was already aware that she was likely going to end up overthinking this situation, in fact, that might have already happened. But that didn’t mean that this would be a problem or anything like that. Imeeya was curious about the wealth of compliments, it always seemed to be too much, though she had to admit that was more in relation to her own personal belief that all of those sweet words were usually all about getting something out of the one to whom it was applied.
For a long time that kind of cynicism had worked rather successfully, and there was also the fact that right now didn’t seem to be the moment to change all of that. Although she was flattered at the attention, not to mention that rather unexpected oath that she’d just been given, it hadn’t been that much of an achievement, at least not in the sense of her believing that she should be offering the heads of anyone at all.
The idea was an intriguing one and Imeeya was also aware that it would be likely tempting as well, given that Imeeya had earned some attention that could only be described as negative. It might be useful to have such an intense reaction to some situation, she just couldn’t immediately grasp whatever that might end up being.
At least, that was her initial thought, Imeeya trusted it, far more than she currently trusted this man or his ability to avoid ending up in any kind of further trouble “I don’t believe we need to race toward the sacrificing of either you or anyone else… but hold that thought, it might come in useful” actually she was rather sure that it would be almost inevitable “You would not be the first to lose footing or even face but we can discuss what care might be necessary another time; we have other matters that can be brought up… perhaps once there is a more certain assurance of privacy” Imeeya was aware that of the two of them, it was already clear that her mind was the skill which she had honed and was making use of and while this Stelios was probably not quite as stupid as his previous actions would indicate that didn’t remove all of her concerns about his capabilities.
None of which she allowed to affect her acceptance of his arm “You are more charming than I had presumed previously” she added, curious now as she raised an eyebrow at him “Do you offer you life so readily then?” it felt like the right kind of question to pose to him, particularly as it provided the chance to take the drink from him and allowing the opportunity to actually taste it, she had really needed to have the chance for something stronger but this would do for the moment.
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Imeeya was already aware that she was likely going to end up overthinking this situation, in fact, that might have already happened. But that didn’t mean that this would be a problem or anything like that. Imeeya was curious about the wealth of compliments, it always seemed to be too much, though she had to admit that was more in relation to her own personal belief that all of those sweet words were usually all about getting something out of the one to whom it was applied.
For a long time that kind of cynicism had worked rather successfully, and there was also the fact that right now didn’t seem to be the moment to change all of that. Although she was flattered at the attention, not to mention that rather unexpected oath that she’d just been given, it hadn’t been that much of an achievement, at least not in the sense of her believing that she should be offering the heads of anyone at all.
The idea was an intriguing one and Imeeya was also aware that it would be likely tempting as well, given that Imeeya had earned some attention that could only be described as negative. It might be useful to have such an intense reaction to some situation, she just couldn’t immediately grasp whatever that might end up being.
At least, that was her initial thought, Imeeya trusted it, far more than she currently trusted this man or his ability to avoid ending up in any kind of further trouble “I don’t believe we need to race toward the sacrificing of either you or anyone else… but hold that thought, it might come in useful” actually she was rather sure that it would be almost inevitable “You would not be the first to lose footing or even face but we can discuss what care might be necessary another time; we have other matters that can be brought up… perhaps once there is a more certain assurance of privacy” Imeeya was aware that of the two of them, it was already clear that her mind was the skill which she had honed and was making use of and while this Stelios was probably not quite as stupid as his previous actions would indicate that didn’t remove all of her concerns about his capabilities.
None of which she allowed to affect her acceptance of his arm “You are more charming than I had presumed previously” she added, curious now as she raised an eyebrow at him “Do you offer you life so readily then?” it felt like the right kind of question to pose to him, particularly as it provided the chance to take the drink from him and allowing the opportunity to actually taste it, she had really needed to have the chance for something stronger but this would do for the moment.
Imeeya was already aware that she was likely going to end up overthinking this situation, in fact, that might have already happened. But that didn’t mean that this would be a problem or anything like that. Imeeya was curious about the wealth of compliments, it always seemed to be too much, though she had to admit that was more in relation to her own personal belief that all of those sweet words were usually all about getting something out of the one to whom it was applied.
For a long time that kind of cynicism had worked rather successfully, and there was also the fact that right now didn’t seem to be the moment to change all of that. Although she was flattered at the attention, not to mention that rather unexpected oath that she’d just been given, it hadn’t been that much of an achievement, at least not in the sense of her believing that she should be offering the heads of anyone at all.
The idea was an intriguing one and Imeeya was also aware that it would be likely tempting as well, given that Imeeya had earned some attention that could only be described as negative. It might be useful to have such an intense reaction to some situation, she just couldn’t immediately grasp whatever that might end up being.
At least, that was her initial thought, Imeeya trusted it, far more than she currently trusted this man or his ability to avoid ending up in any kind of further trouble “I don’t believe we need to race toward the sacrificing of either you or anyone else… but hold that thought, it might come in useful” actually she was rather sure that it would be almost inevitable “You would not be the first to lose footing or even face but we can discuss what care might be necessary another time; we have other matters that can be brought up… perhaps once there is a more certain assurance of privacy” Imeeya was aware that of the two of them, it was already clear that her mind was the skill which she had honed and was making use of and while this Stelios was probably not quite as stupid as his previous actions would indicate that didn’t remove all of her concerns about his capabilities.
None of which she allowed to affect her acceptance of his arm “You are more charming than I had presumed previously” she added, curious now as she raised an eyebrow at him “Do you offer you life so readily then?” it felt like the right kind of question to pose to him, particularly as it provided the chance to take the drink from him and allowing the opportunity to actually taste it, she had really needed to have the chance for something stronger but this would do for the moment.
"Privacy is first and foremost the number one objectove I always seek when i wish to discuss matters of importance. So, let us venture to a new locarion and puruse it to its utmost ability." Stelios of Antonis replied as he watched Imeeya link her arm with his. Once he was sure she was following in stride with him. When she spoke of matters that needed to be discussed in private he was quite...curious as to what she meant. Did she mean to be so provocative or was it just happenstance? A life hung in the balance on a way as Stelios grasped a tray of drinks and smiled at the servant who bowed to him and walked away.
With drinks in hand and some privacy attained, Stelios gently led the young woman upon his arm to seat upon the marble bench that was outside. As he led her ther, he gently turned to look at her and dropped all pretenses of wooing. He would be forthright with the young woman from this moment forward.
"Not once did you stall in returning to my presence, but you also saved me from a blunder that would have been costly otherwise. You are far more worthy of my compliments and conversations then anyone I know. I woild dare not dishonor your name be entertaining a different woman for the remainder of my time here." A secondary oath, but one spoken in honesty and with his eyes never waivering from her's. The breeze of the wind now lightly wrapping against the two of them as if Zephyrus the gos of spring was announcing a new tale for the two of them.
Silently he now offered Imeeya a second cup of the wine that was being provided at this event. While he himself was on his third cup.
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"Privacy is first and foremost the number one objectove I always seek when i wish to discuss matters of importance. So, let us venture to a new locarion and puruse it to its utmost ability." Stelios of Antonis replied as he watched Imeeya link her arm with his. Once he was sure she was following in stride with him. When she spoke of matters that needed to be discussed in private he was quite...curious as to what she meant. Did she mean to be so provocative or was it just happenstance? A life hung in the balance on a way as Stelios grasped a tray of drinks and smiled at the servant who bowed to him and walked away.
With drinks in hand and some privacy attained, Stelios gently led the young woman upon his arm to seat upon the marble bench that was outside. As he led her ther, he gently turned to look at her and dropped all pretenses of wooing. He would be forthright with the young woman from this moment forward.
"Not once did you stall in returning to my presence, but you also saved me from a blunder that would have been costly otherwise. You are far more worthy of my compliments and conversations then anyone I know. I woild dare not dishonor your name be entertaining a different woman for the remainder of my time here." A secondary oath, but one spoken in honesty and with his eyes never waivering from her's. The breeze of the wind now lightly wrapping against the two of them as if Zephyrus the gos of spring was announcing a new tale for the two of them.
Silently he now offered Imeeya a second cup of the wine that was being provided at this event. While he himself was on his third cup.
"Privacy is first and foremost the number one objectove I always seek when i wish to discuss matters of importance. So, let us venture to a new locarion and puruse it to its utmost ability." Stelios of Antonis replied as he watched Imeeya link her arm with his. Once he was sure she was following in stride with him. When she spoke of matters that needed to be discussed in private he was quite...curious as to what she meant. Did she mean to be so provocative or was it just happenstance? A life hung in the balance on a way as Stelios grasped a tray of drinks and smiled at the servant who bowed to him and walked away.
With drinks in hand and some privacy attained, Stelios gently led the young woman upon his arm to seat upon the marble bench that was outside. As he led her ther, he gently turned to look at her and dropped all pretenses of wooing. He would be forthright with the young woman from this moment forward.
"Not once did you stall in returning to my presence, but you also saved me from a blunder that would have been costly otherwise. You are far more worthy of my compliments and conversations then anyone I know. I woild dare not dishonor your name be entertaining a different woman for the remainder of my time here." A secondary oath, but one spoken in honesty and with his eyes never waivering from her's. The breeze of the wind now lightly wrapping against the two of them as if Zephyrus the gos of spring was announcing a new tale for the two of them.
Silently he now offered Imeeya a second cup of the wine that was being provided at this event. While he himself was on his third cup.
Was he attempting to sound pretentious, or perhaps the wine had gone to his head? Imeeya had seen that happen to other people, and of course, it was also the case that it happened to her as well. But at the moment, she was far more invested in making sure that this whole diplomatic effort went off without a hitch, that was why Imeeya had stepped in the first time. She couldn’t afford to have someone like Stelios making such a gross faux pas, not on her watch.
“You are not the first man who has mentioned privacy, though I have to admit that it would be rather disappointing if that is the only thing on your mind” and she might be the one who would end up disappointing him, should that end up being the case. Imeeya had actually for a time entertained a better opinion of him, she’d like for that not to be the case but as it was far more common for her to end up being the one having to roll her eyes and wish that her longing might be able to come to pass, she wouldn’t be holding her breath.
Not for that to end up changing. She couldn’t afford to believe that the world would change just because she would like it to happen.
She didn’t want to end up struggling to deal with any of the complicated, messy, and extremely political kind of fall out and even more importantly, Imeeya was actually not entirely failing to enjoy this particular exchange. That was the element that surprised her most of all, generally speaking, men wanted two things from her, and in the case of sex, Imeeya wasn’t biting, and that had secured the reputation of a ‘cold fish’ as nothing else, even with the second reason being the politics and ambition that drove those further motivations that people had in mind when they came to call upon House Drakos. Generally speaking, people always wanted something from her and there was a sense of liberation with that being the case. Imeeya supposed in a better world she would be able to note the cynicism and manage to find a way of choosing to do otherwise. But this was not that kind of better world and she had accepted the way the one she lived in happened to work and usually even function successfully.
When he delivered his next statement, she arched her eyebrows at him, taking the wine and not thinking about the fact this was the second one that she was drinking and in a rather short span of time “I wonder if the rest of the world would value such knowledge, that to charm you, all that is needed is to secure a liberation from making a mistake” it was amusing that he mentioned it as if it was true that extraordinary but she didn’t fail to take the chance to have another drink from this new cup of wine and smile at him.
“If little else, you’ve added honey to your words, which I admit is also unexpected, and it makes me wonder if I am the one who is truly deserving of them” she admitted, “I should probably think of some other cleve manner in which to further endear myself; any suggestions you’d care to share?” Imeeya asked, not slowly in her careful drinking of the wine as she continued to savor the taste as part of the overall enjoyment of the moment.
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Was he attempting to sound pretentious, or perhaps the wine had gone to his head? Imeeya had seen that happen to other people, and of course, it was also the case that it happened to her as well. But at the moment, she was far more invested in making sure that this whole diplomatic effort went off without a hitch, that was why Imeeya had stepped in the first time. She couldn’t afford to have someone like Stelios making such a gross faux pas, not on her watch.
“You are not the first man who has mentioned privacy, though I have to admit that it would be rather disappointing if that is the only thing on your mind” and she might be the one who would end up disappointing him, should that end up being the case. Imeeya had actually for a time entertained a better opinion of him, she’d like for that not to be the case but as it was far more common for her to end up being the one having to roll her eyes and wish that her longing might be able to come to pass, she wouldn’t be holding her breath.
Not for that to end up changing. She couldn’t afford to believe that the world would change just because she would like it to happen.
She didn’t want to end up struggling to deal with any of the complicated, messy, and extremely political kind of fall out and even more importantly, Imeeya was actually not entirely failing to enjoy this particular exchange. That was the element that surprised her most of all, generally speaking, men wanted two things from her, and in the case of sex, Imeeya wasn’t biting, and that had secured the reputation of a ‘cold fish’ as nothing else, even with the second reason being the politics and ambition that drove those further motivations that people had in mind when they came to call upon House Drakos. Generally speaking, people always wanted something from her and there was a sense of liberation with that being the case. Imeeya supposed in a better world she would be able to note the cynicism and manage to find a way of choosing to do otherwise. But this was not that kind of better world and she had accepted the way the one she lived in happened to work and usually even function successfully.
When he delivered his next statement, she arched her eyebrows at him, taking the wine and not thinking about the fact this was the second one that she was drinking and in a rather short span of time “I wonder if the rest of the world would value such knowledge, that to charm you, all that is needed is to secure a liberation from making a mistake” it was amusing that he mentioned it as if it was true that extraordinary but she didn’t fail to take the chance to have another drink from this new cup of wine and smile at him.
“If little else, you’ve added honey to your words, which I admit is also unexpected, and it makes me wonder if I am the one who is truly deserving of them” she admitted, “I should probably think of some other cleve manner in which to further endear myself; any suggestions you’d care to share?” Imeeya asked, not slowly in her careful drinking of the wine as she continued to savor the taste as part of the overall enjoyment of the moment.
Was he attempting to sound pretentious, or perhaps the wine had gone to his head? Imeeya had seen that happen to other people, and of course, it was also the case that it happened to her as well. But at the moment, she was far more invested in making sure that this whole diplomatic effort went off without a hitch, that was why Imeeya had stepped in the first time. She couldn’t afford to have someone like Stelios making such a gross faux pas, not on her watch.
“You are not the first man who has mentioned privacy, though I have to admit that it would be rather disappointing if that is the only thing on your mind” and she might be the one who would end up disappointing him, should that end up being the case. Imeeya had actually for a time entertained a better opinion of him, she’d like for that not to be the case but as it was far more common for her to end up being the one having to roll her eyes and wish that her longing might be able to come to pass, she wouldn’t be holding her breath.
Not for that to end up changing. She couldn’t afford to believe that the world would change just because she would like it to happen.
She didn’t want to end up struggling to deal with any of the complicated, messy, and extremely political kind of fall out and even more importantly, Imeeya was actually not entirely failing to enjoy this particular exchange. That was the element that surprised her most of all, generally speaking, men wanted two things from her, and in the case of sex, Imeeya wasn’t biting, and that had secured the reputation of a ‘cold fish’ as nothing else, even with the second reason being the politics and ambition that drove those further motivations that people had in mind when they came to call upon House Drakos. Generally speaking, people always wanted something from her and there was a sense of liberation with that being the case. Imeeya supposed in a better world she would be able to note the cynicism and manage to find a way of choosing to do otherwise. But this was not that kind of better world and she had accepted the way the one she lived in happened to work and usually even function successfully.
When he delivered his next statement, she arched her eyebrows at him, taking the wine and not thinking about the fact this was the second one that she was drinking and in a rather short span of time “I wonder if the rest of the world would value such knowledge, that to charm you, all that is needed is to secure a liberation from making a mistake” it was amusing that he mentioned it as if it was true that extraordinary but she didn’t fail to take the chance to have another drink from this new cup of wine and smile at him.
“If little else, you’ve added honey to your words, which I admit is also unexpected, and it makes me wonder if I am the one who is truly deserving of them” she admitted, “I should probably think of some other cleve manner in which to further endear myself; any suggestions you’d care to share?” Imeeya asked, not slowly in her careful drinking of the wine as she continued to savor the taste as part of the overall enjoyment of the moment.
Curveball A Decade of Peace
As discussions between the kings and the High Priestess come to a close, there is a subtle nod given to a band of soldiers marking the front lawn of the Temple. Each possesses a horn fastened at their hip. With a single nod from their sovereign King Tython, each is lifted to their lips and sounded.
The tone is soft but deep of belly and heart. It through the air, like a heartbeat brought slowly to the height of adrenaline. Or a soul bolstered with courage. The single note rises louder, bringing conversations to a sudden end and drawing focus. Sentences are hurried to a close and faces turn towards the front steps of the Temple. The three Kings of Greece stand beside one another, enough space between them to honour each of their own status. Zenon stands at the centre, Minas to his right and the colchian king upon the left. To one side, the High Priestess Kallista and her ladies are a demure audience ready to play aides to the monarchs if necessary.
As the crowd quietens, King Tython of Kotas raises his hands, intention greeting both his own people and those who have travelled to honour the peace. He remains there, awaiting the focus of all before he speaks...
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As discussions between the kings and the High Priestess come to a close, there is a subtle nod given to a band of soldiers marking the front lawn of the Temple. Each possesses a horn fastened at their hip. With a single nod from their sovereign King Tython, each is lifted to their lips and sounded.
The tone is soft but deep of belly and heart. It through the air, like a heartbeat brought slowly to the height of adrenaline. Or a soul bolstered with courage. The single note rises louder, bringing conversations to a sudden end and drawing focus. Sentences are hurried to a close and faces turn towards the front steps of the Temple. The three Kings of Greece stand beside one another, enough space between them to honour each of their own status. Zenon stands at the centre, Minas to his right and the colchian king upon the left. To one side, the High Priestess Kallista and her ladies are a demure audience ready to play aides to the monarchs if necessary.
As the crowd quietens, King Tython of Kotas raises his hands, intention greeting both his own people and those who have travelled to honour the peace. He remains there, awaiting the focus of all before he speaks...
[[This is the curveball for the main event thread. If you would like to partake in what happens next, just move your characters back to the Event thread. If not, carry on here! This is just for your information.]]
Curveball A Decade of Peace
As discussions between the kings and the High Priestess come to a close, there is a subtle nod given to a band of soldiers marking the front lawn of the Temple. Each possesses a horn fastened at their hip. With a single nod from their sovereign King Tython, each is lifted to their lips and sounded.
The tone is soft but deep of belly and heart. It through the air, like a heartbeat brought slowly to the height of adrenaline. Or a soul bolstered with courage. The single note rises louder, bringing conversations to a sudden end and drawing focus. Sentences are hurried to a close and faces turn towards the front steps of the Temple. The three Kings of Greece stand beside one another, enough space between them to honour each of their own status. Zenon stands at the centre, Minas to his right and the colchian king upon the left. To one side, the High Priestess Kallista and her ladies are a demure audience ready to play aides to the monarchs if necessary.
As the crowd quietens, King Tython of Kotas raises his hands, intention greeting both his own people and those who have travelled to honour the peace. He remains there, awaiting the focus of all before he speaks...
[[This is the curveball for the main event thread. If you would like to partake in what happens next, just move your characters back to the Event thread. If not, carry on here! This is just for your information.]]
As Stelios listened to Imeeya speak, he couldnt help but laugh at her insistence that he was the one that sought her out for privacy and that he would be disappointed with the outcome. Smiling in his laughter, Stelios decided it was better to correct her now than to allow one to assume it was all on him. "Lady Imeeya, if one didn't know better, one would assume you were thinking negative of me. I was not the first to seek out privacy when it came to our discussion, you asked me earlier if we could have some away from the droves of gossip mongers. Though, it does make me curious as to what you wish for if we do have privacy." Stelios teased her a bit before deciding to sit next to her.
"For once my mind is quite crystal clear, Imeeya. It only wishes to make you happy and perhaps find a way for us to become closer. With that said, I do think you are quite breathtaking. A woman that makes even a man of my nature stop and wonder what it would be like to have you on my arm." Stelios smiled and then reached toward her to move a simple strand of hair that was waving near her eye. As he did that he wondered what else he could say. What else he could do to prove to her that what he was saying was what he truly meant.
That was when Imeeya asked him how she could endear herself to him. With a light smile he got closer and then whispered into her ear. "All you would have to do is continue talking with me and entertain the idea of perhaps taking me away from here. The place has become tiresome and I wish for something far more entertaining, do you?"
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As Stelios listened to Imeeya speak, he couldnt help but laugh at her insistence that he was the one that sought her out for privacy and that he would be disappointed with the outcome. Smiling in his laughter, Stelios decided it was better to correct her now than to allow one to assume it was all on him. "Lady Imeeya, if one didn't know better, one would assume you were thinking negative of me. I was not the first to seek out privacy when it came to our discussion, you asked me earlier if we could have some away from the droves of gossip mongers. Though, it does make me curious as to what you wish for if we do have privacy." Stelios teased her a bit before deciding to sit next to her.
"For once my mind is quite crystal clear, Imeeya. It only wishes to make you happy and perhaps find a way for us to become closer. With that said, I do think you are quite breathtaking. A woman that makes even a man of my nature stop and wonder what it would be like to have you on my arm." Stelios smiled and then reached toward her to move a simple strand of hair that was waving near her eye. As he did that he wondered what else he could say. What else he could do to prove to her that what he was saying was what he truly meant.
That was when Imeeya asked him how she could endear herself to him. With a light smile he got closer and then whispered into her ear. "All you would have to do is continue talking with me and entertain the idea of perhaps taking me away from here. The place has become tiresome and I wish for something far more entertaining, do you?"
As Stelios listened to Imeeya speak, he couldnt help but laugh at her insistence that he was the one that sought her out for privacy and that he would be disappointed with the outcome. Smiling in his laughter, Stelios decided it was better to correct her now than to allow one to assume it was all on him. "Lady Imeeya, if one didn't know better, one would assume you were thinking negative of me. I was not the first to seek out privacy when it came to our discussion, you asked me earlier if we could have some away from the droves of gossip mongers. Though, it does make me curious as to what you wish for if we do have privacy." Stelios teased her a bit before deciding to sit next to her.
"For once my mind is quite crystal clear, Imeeya. It only wishes to make you happy and perhaps find a way for us to become closer. With that said, I do think you are quite breathtaking. A woman that makes even a man of my nature stop and wonder what it would be like to have you on my arm." Stelios smiled and then reached toward her to move a simple strand of hair that was waving near her eye. As he did that he wondered what else he could say. What else he could do to prove to her that what he was saying was what he truly meant.
That was when Imeeya asked him how she could endear herself to him. With a light smile he got closer and then whispered into her ear. "All you would have to do is continue talking with me and entertain the idea of perhaps taking me away from here. The place has become tiresome and I wish for something far more entertaining, do you?"
Imeeya was no stranger to assumptions; not to mention that invariably the ones that she had to face involved her gender “And is my good opinion the one you’ve traveled all this way to claim? I have to admit that if you were determined to rise to new heights of flattery this is certainly a new experience for me. I do not believe anyone has come that far… you have one up on several others, Stelios” she remarked, almost amused and definitely feeling a rise in her interest in all of these matters, Imeeya was sure that she was treading in dangerous waters here but she’d always been a strong swimmer.
That was why she wasn’t about to race away in the opposing direction; not even with the king making a speech. It was a detail that Imeeya was aware of on the periphery of what was going on.
Recent lessons in both survival and the speed at which a situation could entirely change and almost upend had helped to reinforce and enhance her own desire to never be caught off guard ever again “On your arm? Well… usually when a man suggests going away and entertainment, the arm is not the place that they wish to have me upon. It might be different in Athenia and I am flexible but I would have imagined that you would have a strong preference for another part of your anatomy, or would that boldness remove your regard?” there were times being blunt or even vaguely aggressive in how they approached matters sexually could overcome any interest in anything sexual.
Would he be the same?
“I’ve always preferred action, don’t you agree, it is better than just continuing to talk and end up with innuendo and mistakes…” she added, this time, taking another swallow of the wine in her cup.
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Imeeya was no stranger to assumptions; not to mention that invariably the ones that she had to face involved her gender “And is my good opinion the one you’ve traveled all this way to claim? I have to admit that if you were determined to rise to new heights of flattery this is certainly a new experience for me. I do not believe anyone has come that far… you have one up on several others, Stelios” she remarked, almost amused and definitely feeling a rise in her interest in all of these matters, Imeeya was sure that she was treading in dangerous waters here but she’d always been a strong swimmer.
That was why she wasn’t about to race away in the opposing direction; not even with the king making a speech. It was a detail that Imeeya was aware of on the periphery of what was going on.
Recent lessons in both survival and the speed at which a situation could entirely change and almost upend had helped to reinforce and enhance her own desire to never be caught off guard ever again “On your arm? Well… usually when a man suggests going away and entertainment, the arm is not the place that they wish to have me upon. It might be different in Athenia and I am flexible but I would have imagined that you would have a strong preference for another part of your anatomy, or would that boldness remove your regard?” there were times being blunt or even vaguely aggressive in how they approached matters sexually could overcome any interest in anything sexual.
Would he be the same?
“I’ve always preferred action, don’t you agree, it is better than just continuing to talk and end up with innuendo and mistakes…” she added, this time, taking another swallow of the wine in her cup.
Imeeya was no stranger to assumptions; not to mention that invariably the ones that she had to face involved her gender “And is my good opinion the one you’ve traveled all this way to claim? I have to admit that if you were determined to rise to new heights of flattery this is certainly a new experience for me. I do not believe anyone has come that far… you have one up on several others, Stelios” she remarked, almost amused and definitely feeling a rise in her interest in all of these matters, Imeeya was sure that she was treading in dangerous waters here but she’d always been a strong swimmer.
That was why she wasn’t about to race away in the opposing direction; not even with the king making a speech. It was a detail that Imeeya was aware of on the periphery of what was going on.
Recent lessons in both survival and the speed at which a situation could entirely change and almost upend had helped to reinforce and enhance her own desire to never be caught off guard ever again “On your arm? Well… usually when a man suggests going away and entertainment, the arm is not the place that they wish to have me upon. It might be different in Athenia and I am flexible but I would have imagined that you would have a strong preference for another part of your anatomy, or would that boldness remove your regard?” there were times being blunt or even vaguely aggressive in how they approached matters sexually could overcome any interest in anything sexual.
Would he be the same?
“I’ve always preferred action, don’t you agree, it is better than just continuing to talk and end up with innuendo and mistakes…” she added, this time, taking another swallow of the wine in her cup.
As Imeeya spoke of how most men would prefer to have her somewhere else, Stelios could not help himself but chuckle slightly when she said she was flexible and was willing to do a lot to help him. Smiling he listened to the three king's speech befoee looking at her. It seemed she wanted to get away and so he gently took her arm and then while walking with her he made sure that what he was about to do was not a mistake. So with a smile her replied to her as he found a spot far from the prying eyes of anyone that could gossip.
"If that is what you wish for my Lady Imeeya, then I will certainly grant it to you. I will be yours from here forward." With the words spoken his hand gently touched her cheek before his face got closer and closer to her's and then...his lips caressed her's. At the same time his pther hand was now gently placed on her hip trying to untie the sash around her waist.
Oh my, im sorry folks you cant read the rest of this scene because its naughty. So in return please enjoy the sound of these waves.
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As Imeeya spoke of how most men would prefer to have her somewhere else, Stelios could not help himself but chuckle slightly when she said she was flexible and was willing to do a lot to help him. Smiling he listened to the three king's speech befoee looking at her. It seemed she wanted to get away and so he gently took her arm and then while walking with her he made sure that what he was about to do was not a mistake. So with a smile her replied to her as he found a spot far from the prying eyes of anyone that could gossip.
"If that is what you wish for my Lady Imeeya, then I will certainly grant it to you. I will be yours from here forward." With the words spoken his hand gently touched her cheek before his face got closer and closer to her's and then...his lips caressed her's. At the same time his pther hand was now gently placed on her hip trying to untie the sash around her waist.
Oh my, im sorry folks you cant read the rest of this scene because its naughty. So in return please enjoy the sound of these waves.
As Imeeya spoke of how most men would prefer to have her somewhere else, Stelios could not help himself but chuckle slightly when she said she was flexible and was willing to do a lot to help him. Smiling he listened to the three king's speech befoee looking at her. It seemed she wanted to get away and so he gently took her arm and then while walking with her he made sure that what he was about to do was not a mistake. So with a smile her replied to her as he found a spot far from the prying eyes of anyone that could gossip.
"If that is what you wish for my Lady Imeeya, then I will certainly grant it to you. I will be yours from here forward." With the words spoken his hand gently touched her cheek before his face got closer and closer to her's and then...his lips caressed her's. At the same time his pther hand was now gently placed on her hip trying to untie the sash around her waist.
Oh my, im sorry folks you cant read the rest of this scene because its naughty. So in return please enjoy the sound of these waves.