“Not in the least!” he protests. “Just to wear you out so I might stand a chance of keeping up.” What’s the fun of ulterior motives if they stay ulterior?
Still, with a grin he leads them around another turn and almost at once they’re in the doorway of a long stone building with a high vaulted roof. Felix actually looks surprised to find it there, but he’s quick to step up and open the door for Amelia – sweeping a bow, of course. The air that flows out is warm and tinged with wood-smoke, bearing the strains of some promisingly lively music.
Inside is a great hall that wouldn’t be out of place in a Cyrodilic castle, though this one’s clearly open to the public. A typically mixed crowd has gathered, to drink and enjoy the crackling fires, or to dance in the open central space. Felix hands a few septims over to the elf attending the door, who promptly waves them through with a smile.
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Still, with a grin he leads them around another turn and almost at once they’re in the doorway of a long stone building with a high vaulted roof. Felix actually looks surprised to find it there, but he’s quick to step up and open the door for Amelia – sweeping a bow, of course. The air that flows out is warm and tinged with wood-smoke, bearing the strains of some promisingly lively music.
Inside is a great hall that wouldn’t be out of place in a Cyrodilic castle, though this one’s clearly open to the public. A typically mixed crowd has gathered, to drink and enjoy the crackling fires, or to dance in the open central space. Felix hands a few septims over to the elf attending the door, who promptly waves them through with a smile.