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certainly. I'm expecting it to be quite rough for my first time.

Expecting or hoping? It is not in my nature to make anything unpleasant for anyone, especially the first time they come for a ride with me. A good ride should make you ache pleasantly afterwards but not leave you unable to walk the next day.

Or at least that is my philosophy.

Given my lack of experience, expecting. But, I would be more than satisfied with a gentle ache following, perhaps I'll discover some muscles I didn't know I even had. I could always enjoy a soothing bath later to ease those aches, too.

Oh, I think you certainly will discover ways your body works you didn't know about before. That is half the thrill.

I will look after you, I hope you understand. I don't like the idea of you left aching and suffering afterward.

Always eager to learn new things about myself. And very, very glad to have you as my teacher.

I would hate to take up your whole day, but given this is an area that you are the expert in, and I, your student, I would turn my aftercare over to your capable hands happily.

You are full of flattery chicco. Such sweet words and my ego swells.

My day is yours. Truly, I am looking forward to it. It will be my pleasure to show you something so new and, for that matter to care for you after.

Oh, no flattery, only the truth. However, there is nothing wrong with giving someone's ego a good stroke, when deserved, either.

I'm looking forward to it. After, will you be joining me in my lodgings, or do I have the honour of seeing your Casa Dellamorte?

I find that my ego enjoys being stroked in person so I can return the favour, but as that isn't possible roght now, I shall take matters into my own hands.

Oh it was my full intention that you would be my guest at the villa for the whole day.

[Up until this point, Gale was walking a fine line of uncertainty between wondering if they were discussing a horse riding lesson, or... another type of riding. Now, he's certain he has it right.]

Admittedly, my ego does enjoy mutual attention. No matter, I can do likewise. Just how swollen is your ego, right now?

That would be most wonderful. I expect the villa has an extensive personal library, complete with some more specialist reading materials?

[Yes. Books are sexy. If you're Gale.]

[ Oh Illario has been well aware. But he's been enjoying the innuendo strewn conversation regardless. It does just make him all the more endeared to his wizard of Waterdeep.]

I am sure it does. It deserves it too, but I shall have to wait and deliver that affection in person another time. As for me, I could do with a few more slow, easy strokes. Or a gorgeous brunette with a sweet smile to kiss and undress.

You recall I mentioned a grand library? Ours was the one I intended to show you.

[Oh. Oh. At that message, Gale is positively blushing.]

As comfortable as this room is, it is not where I wish to be right now. I wish to see you without your splendid clothes, to put my lips to your richly golden skin, to tease you with slow caresses and strokes.

I hadn't realized. You also promised a game of Lanceboard in your grand library.

[He means chess. He knows that different regions have their own names for the game, but he's a little too flustered now to remember to use local parlance.]

... then perhaps tonight you should come over? As much as I like this, I think both of us would appreciate how much better these things can be in person.

I did, didn't I? Perhaps after breakfast, with a coffee? Unless you'd like that to be part of foreplay?

I would like that very much. Give me time to freshen up and then I can come over.

Should I play it coy and pretend I don't understand that I will be staying the night? I'm not opposed to coffee, although a nice breakfast tea would also go down well, if you have any? I wouldn't intend it to be part of foreplay, but if the game is as stimulating as everything else you've done thus far, who could say for certain?

I'll meet you part way. It's not a good idea to get into Villa Dellamorte without one of us with us, if you aren't a recognised face.

You can, if you'd like that. But you well know what I want to do to you, so I don't think you need pretend. Come over, play laceboard with me and enjoy yourself. We'll see how things flow, and we'll have a good time. That's all that matters.

That makes a lot of sense. If you escort me in, though, would I be mistaken for a contract?

I can't think of a better way to spend my evening, and morning. I don't know which I'm more enthusiastic for; exploring your grand library, or exploring betwixt your sheets.

Andraste's holy cabbage no, we don't bring work home with us! You'll be a welcome guest.

We can always do both sorts of exploring in the library. It sounds like something you might enjoy.

Andraste's holy cabbage?

That sounds like an indulgence I would most certainly enjoy! As long as we're careful not to damage any of the books, of course. Isn't there a risk that someone else might walk in, though?

A prophet of the Maker.

Oh the books will be well out of the way. As for getting caught, don't you enjoy a little risk? But to ease your fears- my grandmother walks with a cane and is very easy to hear, and Lucanis is on a contract. We won't be disturbed.

The cabbage is the prophet?

Well, if you are certain that we will hear your grandmother in plenty of time to get ourselves decent again. I would just hate to be responsible for giving a poor sweet old lady a heart attack.

... no dearheart Andraste is the prophet. The cabbage is just a cabbage.

Oh goodness. I have not laughed so hard in a very very long time chicco.

Caterina is anything but sweet.

I see. I think you will either need to point me in the direction of some relevant religious texts, or if the tale involving the cabbage is entertaining... perhaps a bedtime story?

Oh. Well, sweet or not, I still wouldn't want to shock her. Possibly more so, if she's likely to hit me with her cane in response!

... I am sure I could find you a copy of the chant of light. But I'm no expert on it, nor can I say I follow it's teachings.

She is an assassin, it's normally a good idea not to surprise us. But I think we'll be fine chicco. She normally leaves me well alone.

Mystra is, of course, my goddess. I find the teachings of other gods so fascinating, though. Would it be possible to hear the Chant of Light?

I don't know why that didn't occur to me, you told me that your profession ran in your family. I'll bare it in mind, should I meet her.

The actual chant in full? I think they only recite that in Val Royeaux, standard chantries go over parts. But I can show you where the Grand Chantry in Treviso is. I'm sure at least some of the sisters would be happy to discuss theology with you.

Most of us have been assassins, not all. My father wasn't, he married in. But again if you want to learn all about the sordid and sorry history of my family, perhaps it can wait till after breakfast?

That would be wonderful. It would give me somewhere to spend my time should you be called away, or wish to have some time to yourself.

Please, tell me as much or as little of your family history as you would like, whenever you would like. I have the books you generously purchased for me, but I'm sure there is plenty you could tell me about that I won't find in published records.

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