”my father is hard to get to…we all wear a mask or two, but he has a whole room of them and you never really know which one of his faces you encounter…but he is a skilled man in what he does, and holds a tongue as sharp as blade” the girl said trailing off her speech to half a whisper as she looked up at the stone hard face of the snoop she refused to let go. His face still and emotionless like always. Eyes still empty and passive, maybe just showing the slightest bit of curiosity that she had already spotted in him a long time ago, but for a man that craved knowledge and power through it, it was something just as common as fish in this lake.
She was prepared for almost anything the man could throw at her, but when he pulled her closer it seemed like he had been swapped with someone else, a twin maybe. It was like she was caught off guard as her eyebrows unwillingly rose up, but then she remembered how he had attempted to act seductive not so long ago and from surprise her reaction turned to amusement, especially once he asked about her not her father. She didn’t want to believe he was interested in her, she was well aware it was her father he was after, was his question a trick of some sort? ”You just answered your own question Love, it’s just not common for someone like me…if it was my fathers will I’d spend every bell of every day improving myself at the institute” and it was true, too bad Amelia disobeyed him so much that she never really attended the institute despite her visits to Ravok, so she had no knowledge that she could actually ’improve’, just gain. Then again, Kelmar didn’t need to know that ”not to mention, my father thinks I drop in the eyes of his friends when doing what I do, but just between you and me, they are quite found of my practice and even the higher standing men of the sun wish to find out what the future holds for them” she chuckled with a playful wink, clearly not interested in serious chatter today.
”the day is young, just a walk would be wonderful…don’t you think? After all, the best days are born from those that don’t have a goal” Amelia stated as she pulled her palms up to Kelmar’s upper arms, slowly moving them up and down, gradually building up warmth until they found their way up to his shoulders ”but if you have better ideas in mind Love, I’m all ears” coming off her lips in a soft and almost innocent voice as she coyly tilted her head, this posture was so common for the woman, first she used it because her father had said it looks good on her. Now, it just became a habit.
