[A gesture that was not lost on her. She understood the meaning, and knew he meant nothing untoward by it, so she took his arm in hers. It was strong, certainly, and warm. Hard corded muscle compared to her wiry archer's arms.
She started forward, smiling genially and ignoring literally any odd looks, as imperial as an empress. And over towards the food tables.]
Are you fond of fish? Or would you prefer pork dishes?
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She started forward, smiling genially and ignoring literally any odd looks, as imperial as an empress. And over towards the food tables.]
Are you fond of fish? Or would you prefer pork dishes?