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He continues to read, until Astarion clears his throat.
And offers a performative half-bow when Gale looks to him.
“Good evening, my dear. Enjoying the festivities, are we?”
Gale gives him a tilt of his head, and lifts his glass.
“Oh yes, if such festivities can be celebrated in the comfort of one’s own tent, with a book and fine wine.”
Astarion tuts, and dons a look of being put-upon.
“They gave you good wine? Ugh—they gave me vinegar.”
Gale’s lips quirk at that, and Astarion covers his surprise when Gale sets his glass down to sit up, reaching for Astarion’s bottle. Astarion hands it to him, eyes widening when Gale takes a hearty tasting—and laughing when Gale’s features pinch.
“Gods… I’ll stick to mine, thank you,” he says with a heavy frown, and Astarion takes it back, only to set it down and settle himself across from Gale.
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the boys' first connection, long before their time in Waterdeep
Series
- Part 8 of two slow dancers