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OOM: A Maid's Perspective
Jun. 18th, 2010 11:02 amAfter a day, it had become surprisingly clear that their strange guest was.. shy. There was no other word for it. He was quiet, retiring, polite, and surprisingly gentle and considerate, for a noble. And he apparently didn't want people in his rooms, unless he was fully clothed.
Therefore, the handmaiden decided, he was shy.
It wasn't as if he had anything to be concerned about covering. He was taller than most Tsurani men. His features were angular, and had a strange, sharp beauty to them. He was very well built, from what she had caught glimpses of, before being hustled out of the room and yes, that black skin seemed to be all natural.
So. Tall, dark and handsome. And shy.
And absolutely impossible to sneak up on, it seemed, since she'd been gently pushed out of his room when she'd tried to enter to offer her services that night.
The maid pouted.
Therefore, the handmaiden decided, he was shy.
It wasn't as if he had anything to be concerned about covering. He was taller than most Tsurani men. His features were angular, and had a strange, sharp beauty to them. He was very well built, from what she had caught glimpses of, before being hustled out of the room and yes, that black skin seemed to be all natural.
So. Tall, dark and handsome. And shy.
And absolutely impossible to sneak up on, it seemed, since she'd been gently pushed out of his room when she'd tried to enter to offer her services that night.
The maid pouted.
