Drobabes
Sweet'n'Sour
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She wasn't sure if she liked the fact that he had closed his book, offering her his full attention now, and she felt even more of that nervous energy when he looked her up and down. She liked that even less, but not for the reason she thought she would.
"Those guards," she says with just the slightest indication of haughtiness, as they had quickly become her friends.
"Were protecting me."
Reaching up to tuck a stray bit of hair behind her ear, she lets her eyes roam him back, although not lingering nearly as long.
"And what would you know of the finer things in life?"
Suki knew she was supposed to be playing the role of the little princess, and pretend to be full of herself, or at the very least, she should be convincing him to let her go. It could probably even be as simple as telling him that she was not the real daughter, that they had simply paid her to act the role. However, after what had happened with that old bastard and finding out that she would likely be spending the rest of her life as a step below maid, she couldn't help but be a bit curious about the life that this man chose to live.
Did anyone ever boss him around? Did he ever have to sleep in drafty, cold rooms, and eat whatever the days leftovers were?
"Those guards," she says with just the slightest indication of haughtiness, as they had quickly become her friends.
"Were protecting me."
Reaching up to tuck a stray bit of hair behind her ear, she lets her eyes roam him back, although not lingering nearly as long.
"And what would you know of the finer things in life?"
Suki knew she was supposed to be playing the role of the little princess, and pretend to be full of herself, or at the very least, she should be convincing him to let her go. It could probably even be as simple as telling him that she was not the real daughter, that they had simply paid her to act the role. However, after what had happened with that old bastard and finding out that she would likely be spending the rest of her life as a step below maid, she couldn't help but be a bit curious about the life that this man chose to live.
Did anyone ever boss him around? Did he ever have to sleep in drafty, cold rooms, and eat whatever the days leftovers were?