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Post by Adelaide nó Nicodeme on Apr 27, 2011 20:23:15 GMT -5
I murmured my thanks as the honey cakes and tea arrived, staring down at my plate as if I could divine the future based on the position of the food. Ah, but I had no talent for such things.
I glanced up at Remy, trying to contemplate how many ways someone could kiss another person. "Simple or no, the kiss was...unexpected," I said slowly. "I've...never been kissed by someone who wasn't my Papa..."
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Post by Rémy nó Orchis on Apr 27, 2011 20:42:17 GMT -5
I watched her, and she seemed a bit shocked still. I was actually quite unsure as to what to say, so I simply reached my hand across the table, leaning forward to rest my elbow on it and flip my palm up so that she could take my hand if she wanted to.
"Well Peaches, did you like it?" I asked her. "I'm not trying to stroke my ego, here; I'm simply curious." I hadn't even been expecting this reaction; I'd actually been expecting her to rage at me and possibly slap me. She hadn't slapped me since I'd known her, but I could easily see her doing it. She was an extremely passionate woman.
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Post by Adelaide nó Nicodeme on Apr 27, 2011 20:47:15 GMT -5
I looked down at my feet, feeling my cheeks heat. "Well it...wasn't unpleasant..." I admitted. "But..." I raised my head and glanced furtively around, searching for any faces I recognized. "What if someone saw? What if they...tell Papa?" I didn't want to face Papa if he found out his daughter was in the square with a boy, drinking tea and eating honey cakes and...kissing! He would be scandalized!
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Post by Rémy nó Orchis on Apr 27, 2011 20:54:41 GMT -5
"Adelaide, I highly doubt anyone could possibly in the square that you knew," I said quietly. A grin came across my face at my next thought and I tried to hide it behind my teacup as I spoke again. "After all, if your papa were to find out, you could always argue that Naamah enjoyed kissing Kushiel," I pointed out just before taking a sip to hide the state of my smile.
Suddenly, an idea hit me. "Peaches, why don't we visit a temple of Naamah? Mayhap a priest or priestess there can help you to make sense of the feelings you're having about kissing," I suggested.
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Post by Adelaide nó Nicodeme on Apr 27, 2011 21:05:28 GMT -5
I scowled as he commented on gods and their doings. "Papa will say that Naamah and Kushiel are deities so the point is moot. He seems to have a justification like that for everything."
I chewed a honey cake thoughtfully as he suggested a visit to one of Naamah's temples. "It seems like a silly thing to bother a priest or priestess about," I said. "What if they're all...busy with accepting offerings or tending to the penite--supplicants!" I amended, reminding myself that Kushiel's temple offered a particularly specialized service.
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Post by Rémy nó Orchis on Apr 27, 2011 21:19:19 GMT -5
I smiled. "Well love, they're kind of there for just this sort of thing, matters of the heart, matters of affection, questions just like this. The priests and priestess love assisting like this and I think that any one of them would be delighted that someone was taking the initiative to educate themselves further so that they didn't have an incorrect opinion or assumption on anything," I explained. I hoped she would agree to go; it would do us both good, I thought.
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Post by Adelaide nó Nicodeme on Apr 27, 2011 21:31:41 GMT -5
I considered his words. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to...speak to someone." I ate the second half of the honey cake. "But...I hope you will...make sure I don't offend the goddess by saying anything untoward." I wondered if my nervousness showed on my face, but the thought of visiting another temple--especially Naamah's temple--had a flair of the forbidden.
I had the distinct impression that Papa would not approve, not wholly, but Papa was not here.
I nodded. "I'd like to pay Naamah a visit."
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