Parental Advisory: Possibly Explicit Content? (D5, LE)

[Mariessa Tremaine]

"Yes," she chuckled as well. Oh, how she missed Lawrince, but she suspected Marten missed him more sometimes. It was probably different for a parent to lose a child, than for a sibling to loser a brother.

"Thank you, for the talk. Awkward as it is. I should probably let you get your rest, seeing it's the grand melee tomorrow."

[Marten Tremaine]

"Haha, well, as long as it helped." He patted her hand before stepping away, stretching. "And you're probably right. If I was so sore after the wrestling..." He chuckled. "I've faced some of Kevith's strikes in practice, after all."

He frowned suddenly, turning to look at her. "Mari..." He trailed off, still frowning, grimacing uncertainly.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Mari looked back at him, curious. "Yes, father?"

[Marten Tremaine]

Another moment of hesitation, and then Marten shook his head, smiling. "Nothing, nothing... ah, I was just thinking about the melee tomorrow. They can get rather nasty, you know. Armor can only protect you so much..."

He cleared his throat. "Not that I'm worried, or anything. I've been through this sort of thing before." He grimaced. It was hard to say what he wanted without being able to make reference to her secret.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

She nodded, understanding what he wanted to say. "Of course."

She lowered her voice further. "I promise I won't be too stubborn about it."

[Marten Tremaine]

Marten looked up. "... good." He said finally, smiling.

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Ah, Mari. I'm proud of you. I would be no matter what, of course. But..." He shrugged. "Bah, you know what I mean." He gave her a nod.

He cleared his throat. "So what about that Harben lad? I've got to meet him too, don't I? It's his turn for the fatherly interrogation next." His eyes twinkled merrily.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

And so easily he managed to get his daughter to roll her eyes. "Father... are you going to interrogate all the eligible men here?!"

[Marten Tremaine]

Fighting a grin, Marten shook his head. "Just the ones who seem interested in my daughter, and who my daughter seems to have an interest in." He gave her a fierce scowl. "So that had better not be all of them!" He said, his voice falsely stern.

"Ah..." He gave her a look. "Are there any others I should be interrogating?"

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Mari sighed. Wasn't he saying earlier that all the young men here should be interested in her.

"Not that I'm aware of, no. Unless I got some secret admirers I don't know about."