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Each moment that passed had grated on her nerves a fair bit, yet if she were to view it objectively... this little interrogation bought not just Deiter, but herself, some time.
Precious time to think.
What I really need from him is her new marital address. Her brain was now rapidly processing all available data. But surely her own servants back at the ancestral home would know where she was wedded to. The obstacles were falling apart, one by one, and thanks to this suspicious half-elf. There are people who know where the Freelight residence is; I don't need him to tell me this. Her neck and facial muscles relaxed. He can't tell me anything beyond what happened 4 years ago, anyway, and in fact the household can fill me in on the details. A sparkle came to her dark eyes. And I... I can prove my connection to the family!
As each fact compounded and rejuvenated her half-defeated spirits, she found herself to be even enjoying this repartee.
"If I'd wanted to harm her, don't you think that I'd have chosen my words more carefully?" Her tone was dry. "Consider how silly you'd feel if you had only this piece of information to go by, and were sent on a senseless errand like this." Sorry, Grandma, but that's just what it appears to be... a wild goose chase, without much logic to it.
As much fun as this battle of wits was, it had to come to an end. Just like this foolish search. And the sooner, the better.
"Since you obviously don't trust me well enough to divulge Mistral's whereabouts - and indeed, your loyalty does you credit - I will trouble you no further, Deiter." She nodded briefly.
"I bid you farewell." She turned to go, her left hand on the hilt of her longsword.
[ 07-08-2006, 08:00 PM: Message edited by: mistral4543 ]
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