[His pace slowed as he listened to her, until he eventually just stopped in his tracks. She had truly been the first person to say such things. While yes, he had... followers, it had always been more of a sense of self preservation than a following of loyalty. A naive prince that joined out desperation for his people, and the naga who... what did it matter he didn't even like the naga, they just listened to him because their deranged queen had all but crawled onto his lap during their last encounter... before she turned herself into some scaled abomination of course.
But this young woman here truly believed he had done what was right, and trusted his judgement. After ten thousand years dealing with nothing but the contrary, he didn't know how to react. In fact, he was so lost in this own muddled thoughts, that the dead beast had began slipping from his shoulder slightly. He caught onto it though, and clearing his throat, quickly readjusted the kill on his shoulder, and continued on as though nothing had happened.
But the priestess was a valuable ally, and perhaps he made a little personal resolution to ensure her safety should the need arise. She was a rare ally indeed, and that was not something he wished to lose.]
Your words are kind, priestess. You are a rare sort, and an invaluable ally.
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[His pace slowed as he listened to her, until he eventually just stopped in his tracks. She had truly been the first person to say such things. While yes, he had... followers, it had always been more of a sense of self preservation than a following of loyalty. A naive prince that joined out desperation for his people, and the naga who... what did it matter he didn't even like the naga, they just listened to him because their deranged queen had all but crawled onto his lap during their last encounter... before she turned herself into some scaled abomination of course.
But this young woman here truly believed he had done what was right, and trusted his judgement. After ten thousand years dealing with nothing but the contrary, he didn't know how to react. In fact, he was so lost in this own muddled thoughts, that the dead beast had began slipping from his shoulder slightly. He caught onto it though, and clearing his throat, quickly readjusted the kill on his shoulder, and continued on as though nothing had happened.
But the priestess was a valuable ally, and perhaps he made a little personal resolution to ensure her safety should the need arise. She was a rare ally indeed, and that was not something he wished to lose.]
Your words are kind, priestess. You are a rare sort, and an invaluable ally.