[D4 LA] A Gem Among Roses

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Mari watched him move towards the septa, waiting for the right moment when her attention was on Harben...

Just like when we were children, she thought with amusement.

[Septa Gwyn]

The Septa gave Harben a sceptical look, half-turning, "Ser Harben, I would have hoped that I taught you better than this," she started. Her attention was on the young knight, "you should not jest about such things."

[Ser Harben Varner]

"But is that not exactly the sort of thing I need guidance on?" Harben shifted his weight to his other foot, causing the Septa to turn further away from Mariessa.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Mari shifted her weight to her other foot, slowly leaning away until she was sure she was no longer in the septa's peripheral vision.

It was all a matter of picking up her skirts, which were a lot finer and extravagant now compared to those she would dress in as a child, and make a run for the prize. A somewhat stealthy-run.

[Ser Harben Varner]

Harben's eyes darted to Mariessa, then he frowned intently at the Septa, "I'm a man grown, and one day I'll be a man wed, Septa do you think I'm ready?"

[Septa Gwyn]

"That you even ask tells me you are not," she answered coldly.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Mari managed not to giggle as she heard their conversation while she slipped away. She remembered the pathway, and with her skirts gathered in her hands, she managed to slip away unseen... it was just like being a little kid again.

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D4 LA Stealth TN6. Lemoncakes for the cake-throne!: 2d6 7

[Ser Harben Varner]

Harben pursed his lips and nodded solemnly, frowning as if in deep contemplation. “I suppose you are right, Septa,” he kept watch for Mariessa’s return.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

A flowerbed was a little upset from her stealthy procession, but soon enough two pieces of lemoncake were hers and she wrapped them in her hankerchief before she hurried back again. Before rounding the corner back to the pathway they had been walking on, Mari quickly brushed a hand over her hair and her dress to smooth everything out again.

As she returned to her previous spot, Mari kept her hands folded to hide the tasty treasure she had acquired.

[Ser Harben Varner]

“Uh, yes, Septa, you’re definitely right. I really am in need of some personal growth.” He ducked around the bewildered Septa and darted along the path to rejoin Mariessa, grinning.