She shook her head, unable to believe that she was going to do this. Alisa slipped off of Alistarie's lap and started to head for her bedroom in the loft. Like the rest of her loft, the bedroom was well done and lavish in it's furniture and styling.
An antique cherrywood four poster queen sized bed from New Orleans with a matching dresser and pair of nightstands adorned the room. There were red and black silk bedsheets upon the bed with enough pillows to drown a man. But something a bit unusual was hanging on the wall behind her bed.
It was a Thieves Guild banner, one that marked her as a member of their "Enforcer" branch. It was a gift from the man who adopted her into the Guild, and something she was very fond of. Hell, Alisa was actually proud to own that banner.
Alisa sat on the edge of her bed and began to take off her heels, awaiting for Alistaire to follow her, if he dared. Though a small part of her was wishing he got cold feet.
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An antique cherrywood four poster queen sized bed from New Orleans with a matching dresser and pair of nightstands adorned the room. There were red and black silk bedsheets upon the bed with enough pillows to drown a man. But something a bit unusual was hanging on the wall behind her bed.
It was a Thieves Guild banner, one that marked her as a member of their "Enforcer" branch. It was a gift from the man who adopted her into the Guild, and something she was very fond of. Hell, Alisa was actually proud to own that banner.
Alisa sat on the edge of her bed and began to take off her heels, awaiting for Alistaire to follow her, if he dared. Though a small part of her was wishing he got cold feet.