The Heart Of A True Tevinter

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With that I made my way to the balcony, my book long forgotten fluttering onto the floor in my haste. By the time I had opened the panel, the dashing Tevinter was already there. "You're a quick one i see," "They used to call me jackrabbit in school," I replied with a wink. We both had a laugh at that as he handed me a glass. "Spirit 30:10. Only the finest for tonight." "Might I make a toast?" I had a good one in mind, and seeing the glint in his eyes upon my pleading, I believe I'll get my chance to share it. His face broke into a smirk, joining the content glint in his eyes. "So you're not as serious as I thought. The way your father talked about you, you'd think you would have flown in on a griffon, killing the hearts of men left and right with a look, and killing the rest, well.. Literally." He sighed, "That's a relief. You're rather refreshing when you're not utterly abusing my ankles with that devilish kick you have there, and you're definitely no sight for sore eyes.." Did he just scan my whole body?! "That's for sure," he continued with a wink. He didn't even try to be subtle..

Bold. I like it.