Well courteousness is always well appreciated in this household.
[Loras puts down the bowl on the table, tugging the chair directly in front of Dorian, dipping the cloth into the water before gesturing to Dorian, asking silently if he can start to clean him off.]
Well you might be in another state, but certainly not this one.
[Loras gives a tight, small smile.]
Loras of House Tyrell.
[Which means mostly nothing if this man isn't from Orlais. And if he is, well. There always have been dirty stories of how the youngest son of House Tyrell went from being the greatest warrior to a ghost. Of the bitter misanthrope.
Of course, truth has always been somewhere in between.]
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[Loras puts down the bowl on the table, tugging the chair directly in front of Dorian, dipping the cloth into the water before gesturing to Dorian, asking silently if he can start to clean him off.]
Well you might be in another state, but certainly not this one.
[Loras gives a tight, small smile.]
Loras of House Tyrell.
[Which means mostly nothing if this man isn't from Orlais. And if he is, well. There always have been dirty stories of how the youngest son of House Tyrell went from being the greatest warrior to a ghost. Of the bitter misanthrope.
Of course, truth has always been somewhere in between.]