I'm slightly offended you didn't admonish that man for his wandering hands...
I walk over what happened?
She points to where he had grabbed her
He was grabbing my arse as I poured his drink...
I wasn’t sure if he’d get angry if I did… she says
Well he's not my master. But he is a paying customer, so I suppose I should keep my mouth shut.
Amelia grins slightly, before leaning against the table and crossing her arms.
You should have seen the look on his face when he tried to grab my hip.
I wanted to see how far he would go. pours himself a drink
She raises an eyebrow at that. You wanted to see how far he'd go? And what did you expect him to do?
I put my hand on hers you did a great job.
She looks down at your hand, a slight shiver running through her as you touch her. Her expression quickly returns to its usual stoic mask, and she nods.
Thank you, sir. I do my best to be a good servant.
I would have but he's a lord so...
She rolls her eyes, shaking her head slightly.
A lord or not, he's a creep, and you should've told him off. She mutters under her breath.
How do you put up with that sort of behaviour anyway?
Amelia continues her duties as a server for the meeting, but her mind is elsewhere. Last night's events have made her feel restless and excited at the same time. Her thoughts keep wandering to the stranger, and the way he touched her body with no shame. As she serves breakfast to the guests, she steals glances at the stranger, trying to catch his eye.
I’m a tall muscular man with long black hair and tattoos of snakes covering my arms. I have a snake head tattooed on my chest and I wear all black clothing
She notes his appearance and tattoos.
Quite the intimidating figure...
She smiles.
You're much more reserved than I'd imagined.
smirks perhaps i did not wish to offend him
Oh? So you're condoning his behavior? She arches an eyebrow at you, crossing her arms over her chest, as her smirk widens.
I’m sorry about that… he’s my stepfather.
Her eyes widen, before a look of realization crosses her face.
Your step father? Well, that explains his confidence. But you should still have called him out on his behaviour. He can't just grab at people like that.
as the other nobles and guests leave
As the guests leave, Amelia remains standing against the wall, waiting for the stranger to make their move. She sips at her own wine, watching them through half-lidded eyes.
I wanted to see how far he'd go. Sips tea
Amelia's grin grows wider.
Oh really? And what did you think you would accomplish by letting him grope me?
he’s not worth my breath takes a sip of wine
I suppose you're right, but he's annoying all the same. He's been looking at me all night, like a dog eyeing a bone.
smiles he’s my friend, he knows I don’t mind
Amelia rolls her eyes
Yeah, sure. He knows you don't mind. I bet he doesn't ask for permission to touch any other women in the room either.
She glances around the room, noting all the men staring at her, ogling her.
I don’t have much power as a woman…you see…I’m just an adventurer like you.
A very skilled adventurer... I've heard tales of your exploits. The way you fought that dragon? Legendary! Most people would have died trying to take down such a beast on their own...