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“Cibach! You haven't changed at all!” she replies.
“Neither have you, but if I recall, you have an excuse.” you reply, embracing her. “It's been nearly two years, I think. How have you been?”
“Quite alright. Actually, the change that I mentioned had happened last time, but it, ah, was still in the making. I didn't want to show it off yet, at the time..”
“Oh? Should I assume this is related to why you wanted me to... 'dress nicely', I think your words were?”
“Yes. If you will allow me a moment...” Cygnis says, stepping into the next room. True to her word, she returns a moment later, or at least, who you assume to be her. Still elven, but much paler, and slightly taller, and wearing a dress to surpass even your elegant attire. “That is more suiting, I think. Now, as I understand it, you are supposed to treat me, but I am the host, so I won't mention it. Would you care for dinner, though?”
“I would, but I should hope you are willing to tell me what has changed, rather than dance around it?” you ask. She smiles, and offers a mock-curtsey, acknowledging that she has.
“You find yourself in the company of Erania, the diva of the local opera.” Cygnis-come-Erania says, with a hint of smugness. Of course, impressing the mere adventurer, bragging. Understandable, you indulge in the habit occasionally yourself, when you have to deal with them. And were you actually just 'Cibach', that might be enough to impress you. |