"Oh, just call me Byerly," he says, waving his hand slightly dismissively. "I'm just pretending at ambassadorship, and titles sound ridiculous on me. Byerly, By, or Rutyer, if you're feeling irritated at my nonsense."
He rises briefly to add a bit of wood to the fire. She looks cold. Then he returns to his desk and offers, "Something to drink?"
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Date: 2021-02-05 03:48 am (UTC)He rises briefly to add a bit of wood to the fire. She looks cold. Then he returns to his desk and offers, "Something to drink?"