[ Dorian dries off and gets dressed quickly, feeling better once he has his clothes on since the guards seem to loose a bit of interest. Not that the outfit hides all that much more anyway, but he’ll take what he can get at this point.
He applies the designated perfumes, and in particular is instructed to where his hair in a certain way - a loose braid that can then hang over one shoulder - and is in the middle of fixing his hair when the other man speaks. He glances at the guards, and when neither of them try to stop the conversation (or just don’t care to) he finally answers. ]
A few days. [ Sitting at his own mirror, he looks at the other man by his reflection. ] I had… accompanied Karnon from Jrusar.
[ And somehow the lord had kept his true intentions hidden the entire trip. ]
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He applies the designated perfumes, and in particular is instructed to where his hair in a certain way - a loose braid that can then hang over one shoulder - and is in the middle of fixing his hair when the other man speaks. He glances at the guards, and when neither of them try to stop the conversation (or just don’t care to) he finally answers. ]
A few days. [ Sitting at his own mirror, he looks at the other man by his reflection. ] I had… accompanied Karnon from Jrusar.
[ And somehow the lord had kept his true intentions hidden the entire trip. ]