![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Part Thirty: Sebastian
May. 16th, 2020 11:28 pmThe Dancing Deer had a faded but well painted sign out front, and one could hear (and smell) its patrons without stepping through the well-worn door.
“Um,” Klaus said, with an apologetic hunch of his shoulders. “It’s not exactly the sort of place ladies tend to- Lady Sigrid!”
She had already pulled open the door, heedless of his words. “It won’t take more than a moment to see if Sebastian is here, surely.”
It was much like a Lotte birthday feast inside, dimly lit, stinking of alcohol and filled with rough and tumble types, though even Lotte surely would have turned up her nose at some of these. Sigrid was aware of their eyes on her, but once she caught sight of the dice tables, she didn’t much care.
Stretched out with his well-muscled leg over a spare chair was Sebastian, indisputably holding court over his table with a flick of his wrist as he rolled the dice.
The crowd around him roared and the man across from him cursed, slamming down his pint.
“And that, gentleman, is how it’s done.”
( Read more... )
“Um,” Klaus said, with an apologetic hunch of his shoulders. “It’s not exactly the sort of place ladies tend to- Lady Sigrid!”
She had already pulled open the door, heedless of his words. “It won’t take more than a moment to see if Sebastian is here, surely.”
It was much like a Lotte birthday feast inside, dimly lit, stinking of alcohol and filled with rough and tumble types, though even Lotte surely would have turned up her nose at some of these. Sigrid was aware of their eyes on her, but once she caught sight of the dice tables, she didn’t much care.
Stretched out with his well-muscled leg over a spare chair was Sebastian, indisputably holding court over his table with a flick of his wrist as he rolled the dice.
The crowd around him roared and the man across from him cursed, slamming down his pint.
“And that, gentleman, is how it’s done.”
( Read more... )
