[Whatever enticing ideal he had at that one split second had all fallen completely flat. Sure, he looked amused before, but now? He's looking rather displeased from the suggestion of such a thing.]
Securing my legacy? Hmph. What a ridiculous question. And here I had hoped you were offering far more than just that.
[Placing the glass down on the table for him to fold his arms across his chest, he leans back to gaze down at the witch with a piercing glare from what he had took earlier as an insult. Each second of that stare was more of him inspecting and watching every single movement and body language she's showing before continuing.]
If you already know that I am a king, then you should already know my legacy is already written down among the words of history. My legacy is why I am here speaking with you right this minute. Don't speak of my efforts and my history as if it were nothing to begin with. Just because you are a woman doesn't mean I will excuse you for your obvious cluelessness of your betters.
[But with that being said, he'll reach out for his glass once more before swirling the wine inside in a more relaxed and casual demeanor. Like his irritation was just short lived for that moment before continuing on.]
All that you touch turns to gold? Heh. What a wasted gift to offer a king such as myself... when all of the world's treasure belongs to me already, such talents is just a drop in the bucket for the whole. But I'll acknowledge your gift. After all... not even Midas himself knew how to use his Golden Rule before it came back to haunt him as a curse.
So, what offer is it that you plan to arrange for us? Political? No need for it. Monetary gain? We've just discussed that already. Or... is what you seek to get my interest is a continuous bloodline lineage? I would suppose that would fit perfectly as your role as a woman with such a shapely body as yourself. But that would only mean seeing if you are truly worth being my woman to begin with for that.
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Securing my legacy? Hmph. What a ridiculous question. And here I had hoped you were offering far more than just that.
[Placing the glass down on the table for him to fold his arms across his chest, he leans back to gaze down at the witch with a piercing glare from what he had took earlier as an insult. Each second of that stare was more of him inspecting and watching every single movement and body language she's showing before continuing.]
If you already know that I am a king, then you should already know my legacy is already written down among the words of history. My legacy is why I am here speaking with you right this minute. Don't speak of my efforts and my history as if it were nothing to begin with. Just because you are a woman doesn't mean I will excuse you for your obvious cluelessness of your betters.
[But with that being said, he'll reach out for his glass once more before swirling the wine inside in a more relaxed and casual demeanor. Like his irritation was just short lived for that moment before continuing on.]
All that you touch turns to gold? Heh. What a wasted gift to offer a king such as myself... when all of the world's treasure belongs to me already, such talents is just a drop in the bucket for the whole. But I'll acknowledge your gift. After all... not even Midas himself knew how to use his Golden Rule before it came back to haunt him as a curse.
So, what offer is it that you plan to arrange for us? Political? No need for it. Monetary gain? We've just discussed that already. Or... is what you seek to get my interest is a continuous bloodline lineage? I would suppose that would fit perfectly as your role as a woman with such a shapely body as yourself. But that would only mean seeing if you are truly worth being my woman to begin with for that.