[ She's sharp enough to pick up on what he means despite the unfamiliar arrangement of words and Rhaenyra nods, almost to herself, biting her lips as she thinks of all she's already walked past and ogled at and spied on today at the festival alone. When he steps in close and her long hair brushes his arm, she tucks it behind her ear.
She doesn't know what she likes, is the problem at hand. She didn't know there was so much on the table to like. ]
You do?
[ She hesitates only a few moments, wondering if she should be excited by that or worried by it. They're already both on stage, it's a crowd of strangers' eyes upon them, but curiosity and something more are burning in her when she hands the ornate nipple clamps over to him. She snatches a shy, almost mischievous look up at his face as their hands brush and she wets her lips. Wondering. ]
What are they? [ They look like they might hurt but the last thing she wants to do is sound scared. ] And... will I like them?
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She doesn't know what she likes, is the problem at hand. She didn't know there was so much on the table to like. ]
You do?
[ She hesitates only a few moments, wondering if she should be excited by that or worried by it. They're already both on stage, it's a crowd of strangers' eyes upon them, but curiosity and something more are burning in her when she hands the ornate nipple clamps over to him. She snatches a shy, almost mischievous look up at his face as their hands brush and she wets her lips. Wondering. ]
What are they? [ They look like they might hurt but the last thing she wants to do is sound scared. ] And... will I like them?