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"An 'accuracy tip' is what he was asking for." Varys mumbled with no small level of disgust. "Some of these attendants try and weasel money out of naive tourists to ensure they don't 'accidentally' send them to the wrong stone." No doubt they'd noted Lottie's fresh-faced demeanor and gleaned...

The idea of Lottie hoarding a building full of books like a dragon with a golden horde was admittedly amusing, but Lottie had plenty of time to settle on what she wanted to do with her life. He just couldn't help but feel like whatever it ended up being would be for the good of more than...

"During the hot months, yeah." Varys nodded, still looking ahead to see when he could move forward. "Didn't use to be this way, though. You did have to have some knowledge about magic, enough to get the stones to work for you. For a lot of the more remote portal stones, you still do." Varys...

Varys let out a small sigh, and settled back into his seat. He'd been trying to take his mind off of the possibility that they were still in danger, but he couldn't pretend that Lot didn't have a point. They'd gotten so carried away talking about the future, it'd been far too easy to forget...

Varys probably should have gently redirected Lottie back to the book she'd wanted so desperately to learn from only a scant few days earlier, but it was difficult to spurn that infectious enthusiasm that always seemed to exude from her, and he couldn't bring himself to interrupt her. Truthfully...

Varys replied only with a smirk, as he nudged the open book between them again. "You'd better get to work on that sentence then, yeah?" He'd probably end up caving to her desires either way, but the elven sentence he was using as a goalpost was rather good motivation, provided she didn't see...

Varys smiled, a bit of happiness breaking through that momentary bout of guilt he'd been feeling. Maybe it wasn't right of him to take all of the blame for the contact troubles they found, but neither should she. Anybody who traveled with him could attest to what a magnet for problems he could...

Varys, despite his somber tone, was doing his utmost to disallow the memories he'd recently come to terms with from bringing down his mood any longer. Even so, the comforting presence of her hand on his was more than welcome. He looked over to her and smiled, leaning over to place a chaste kiss...

"Unnecessarily complicated?" Varys finished the sentence for her, grinning. "You're absolutely right, welcome to elven culture, where everything has to be more complex to display how sophisticated we are." He waved a hand as if he were painting the phrase in the air between them, snickering...

Varys gave a thoughtful hum, but the look of cluelessness on his face likely revealed his answer before his words did. "I couldn't tell you. I wasn't ever really a member, just a mage-for-hire." The elf shrugged his shoulders, cracking the reins again as they sped out of the city and back into...

"That was adorable. I thought he might actually tell us he'll miss us." Varys teased once they were finally back on the road. Usually it would be hard to hold much of a conversation until they were out of the city, but Varys had taken them down an alternate path through some of the lesser...

Varys had rather been looking forward to a bath and a nap after another unexpectedly stressful day, but Lottie's fire was infectious, and with a little help from her smooth lips to his brow and gentle hands in his hair, he found his weariness worked out of his body in no time at all. By the time...

She was right, obviously. It didn't make much sense for him to beat himself up over it when in actuality they'd probably narrowly avoided getting caught up in the worst of the attack themselves. Still, Varys had been the focal point of so much bad luck for those around him that it had become...

Varys didn't waste any time in beginning to pack their things up. The room was still a bit of a tossed-about mess from their earlier escapades, and the last thing he wanted was to scramble about looking for missing bits and bobs first thing in the morning. He winced at Lot's gentle reminder...

Varys wasn't entirely certain whether or not it was a good thing that the pair of them had grown so used to being in mortal danger that they hardly fretted over it any longer. It probably spoke to how many people had eyes for their heads, but he couldn't help but be thankful that even while...