alexa_iris
"I see you've fulfilled your part." Gale's voice is impeccably polite. And cold. You sigh.
"Yes. As agreed. Your wife will receive it."
"Thank you," he says.
That's all you get. A polite "thank you."
What else would you expect? He only sees a drow who claimed him as her asset. He has no idea what he is to you.
Your part was to send a letter to Waterdeep. You never did. And the truth is, you have no idea how to manage it from here-no more than he does. It's in your pocket right now.
A letter to his wife-the one Gale Dekarios loves more than stars, more than magic. Beautiful. Except for the minor detail that you are his wife. And he sits across the table, watching you almost like an enemy. All his memories of you are gone.
"Gale, I-" You can't finish. Can't even start.
How do you prove you're his love when he remembers a different woman entirely? A woman who looks nothing like you. Nothing like the drow with violet eyes sitting across from him, trying to tell him the truth. He'll believe you, right? Of course he will. Maybe.
You try again.
"I need to tell you something."