[Tempting is enough for Astarion, at least at this moment. It's a seed planted, just enough to get Gale's interest, to let it linger at the back of his mind when he's alone in his tent at night. Then he can lure the wizard in for more, he can sink his claws in deeper. Provided this meeting goes well--and it will go well--Gale will be in his debt. There will be something owed, and if Astarion plays his cards right, he can see that debt repaid in protection, in a pretty little wizard to shield him from his master's wrath and more.]
Oh, of course, darling. We can't have you going to your mother looking undone.
[He lets his hands slip to Gale's shoulders as he says this, his voice dropping lower as he leans in closer. It's a secret, shared just between the two of them.]
o man don't apologize that was beautiful.
Oh, of course, darling. We can't have you going to your mother looking undone.
[He lets his hands slip to Gale's shoulders as he says this, his voice dropping lower as he leans in closer. It's a secret, shared just between the two of them.]