“Don't remind me,” Delphine groaned, closing her eyes. “Talos help me, Bryn, you should have seen them earlier. He's besotted with her. It'd be funny if he weren't a highly-strung madman. As it is, he's in love, she's oblivious, but she seems to enjoy his company. He was making her tea earlier. Apparently she's not had a decent cup since leaving Wayrest, she always felt it was a bit unpatriotic for a Jarl to be seen drinking a Breton beverage but she's missed it.”
Bretons and their tea, and apparently the Reachmen felt the same. No daytime social occasion was complete without a cup of boiling water with plant leaves dipped in it, usually mountain flowers, sometimes the juice from juniper or snowberries, and in High Rock, adding moon sugar was very common. Not so much among the Reachmen though – apparently Skooma addiction had been rife thanks to former Cidhna Mine inmates, and the Matriarchs had taken a hardline on having anything moon sugar based available to the general Forsworn population these days. Keirine kept Witchmist's moon sugar supply under tight control and even Brynjolf didn't fancy robbing it. He had limits and stealing from a Hag that could warp time and space was one of them.
“So you're not going to do anything just yet then,” he said, steering the conversation back to Elisif. Delphine shook her head.
“Not yet. Not until this is all over and things are a bit less delicate. Let's sort the war and Alduin out and see where we all go from there.”
A good plan in Brynjolf's mind. He slipped under the furs and reached for her, drawing her into his arms, knowing that the one thing that could settle Delphine's paranoid, brilliant mind down was a good orgasm. He'd got every intention of providing one.
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 27.10
Bretons and their tea, and apparently the Reachmen felt the same. No daytime social occasion was complete without a cup of boiling water with plant leaves dipped in it, usually mountain flowers, sometimes the juice from juniper or snowberries, and in High Rock, adding moon sugar was very common. Not so much among the Reachmen though – apparently Skooma addiction had been rife thanks to former Cidhna Mine inmates, and the Matriarchs had taken a hardline on having anything moon sugar based available to the general Forsworn population these days. Keirine kept Witchmist's moon sugar supply under tight control and even Brynjolf didn't fancy robbing it. He had limits and stealing from a Hag that could warp time and space was one of them.
“So you're not going to do anything just yet then,” he said, steering the conversation back to Elisif. Delphine shook her head.
“Not yet. Not until this is all over and things are a bit less delicate. Let's sort the war and Alduin out and see where we all go from there.”
A good plan in Brynjolf's mind. He slipped under the furs and reached for her, drawing her into his arms, knowing that the one thing that could settle Delphine's paranoid, brilliant mind down was a good orgasm. He'd got every intention of providing one.
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Notes on the Rhanic:
Agar y agarma - blood of my blood
Tabion tolas bar - your son's coming home
Bion - boy, or son
Machara(i) - my friend(s)