(06-30-2014, 01:40 AM)Roen Wrote: The Highlander laughs genuinely amused. Her grin turns mischievous. "So then, let us speak of romance if not adventures! Has anyone called your heart their own?"
The Miqo'te perked up as he walked into the bar. Gridania could be so boring, but it looked like his favorite topic was being discussed. He opened his mouth to boast about his many conquests, then grinned. He couldn't do it. Instead, he did what he so seldomly did around around strangers: he told the truth.
"Yes", he said simply, "though fewer than some might expect. In the years I've lived and loved, there have been seven who have held - and still hold - my heart, all but one a Miqo'te like myself.
"The first was killed in the calamity, for which the Garleans will answer. The second and third have each taken mates other than myself. I still see the fourth, though circumstances conspire to keep us apart. The fifth has vanished, as she sometimes does, while the sixth betrayed my love when I was most vulnerable.
"The seventh is a Hyur, and she surprises me the most."
He smirked at the raven haired Highlander, his eyes flashing with mirth. "But you should have to answer your own question, shouldn't you?"
