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OOC: Was beginning to think you left the game again, lol.
Riconus could not bare seeing Opelya crumble before his very eyes, especially considering the fact that it was in good part due to him. He could feel energy burst through him as he felt her gentle hand touch his for the first time in far, far too long. He placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, unaware that it could possibly be misconstrued as submitting to the dominance that all dark elves, for one reason or another, seem to crave.
But for the moment, trying to get the upper hand in their preverse power struggle was anything but a priority to Riconus, who slowly rose from his chair to kneel beside her, yet still remaining at eye level considering the disposition of hieght between the two. Gently, he used his free hand to brush through Opelya's mangled hair, a small smile gleeming off his lips at the thought that he had finally retrieved the mesmerizing maiden from Imperia, all the way on the other side of the Empire. That smile was short-lived, however; after all, he couldn't afford to show too much emotion. But the ability to contain such feelings was met with harsh resistance, and finally, Riconus could not take the seperation any further.
"I cannot suffer through seeing you so frail, Opelya. Please, I beg that you may take rest in my quarters, and sleep well knowing I shall personally watch over you until your wake.
And perhaps, if I am to be so fortunate, you will come away with me later, and I may offer you the world."
His eyes never left hers, not for a second, while eagerly awaiting her response. He remembered how she talked of trouble sleeping in Imperia, and feared that such inconveniences had followed her all the way to Prime. The only hope that Riconus still had is that she might see the benefit in sleeping under a veil of protection that only he could provide.
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