( But he just hums thoughtfully, before tossing the powderpuff back into the pot and turning around to face him. Leaning back against his vanity, Yuri folds his arms across his chest as he lets his gaze flit over the man from top to toe again: )
As my humble servant, I order you to look for my company if you find yourself in need of rescuing from boorish conversation.
( Honestly? It's as much for himself as it is an offer for this mysterious Alexandre β the Faerghan soldier with a taste for the opera and an eye for beautiful blooms. Yuri's aversion to these events is so strong that Deklan has to force him to attend: usually with promises of money and supplies to be sent to the village in Faerghus where his mother still resides.
In exchange, Yuri remains on his arm like the pretty jewel he's supposed to be. )
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Oh, the Prime Minister's events have to be seen to be believed. You're in for quite a treat tonight, Alexandre.
( Yuri shoots him a playful wink through the mirror. )
And I'll be there with my fiancΓ©, so if you need a friendly face to see you through all the promp and circumstance ...
( But he just hums thoughtfully, before tossing the powderpuff back into the pot and turning around to face him. Leaning back against his vanity, Yuri folds his arms across his chest as he lets his gaze flit over the man from top to toe again: )
As my humble servant, I order you to look for my company if you find yourself in need of rescuing from boorish conversation.
( Honestly? It's as much for himself as it is an offer for this mysterious Alexandre β the Faerghan soldier with a taste for the opera and an eye for beautiful blooms. Yuri's aversion to these events is so strong that Deklan has to force him to attend: usually with promises of money and supplies to be sent to the village in Faerghus where his mother still resides.
In exchange, Yuri remains on his arm like the pretty jewel he's supposed to be. )
How does that sound?