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From A Soirée To A Tryst by cardigan_carm
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
13 Feb 2025
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Xandros only came because of Astarion’s insistence; usually, he’d be out while these soirees took place.
A night like this would be perfect to further his ambitions, dealings in the dark, and some well-placed disappearances and fresh murders. But no, he’s here and draped in the fanciest embroidered and tailored frock he had ever donned, a tight dress shirt, and the stiffest slacks; he lingered like an uncomfortable rock golem. He had let Astarion dress him up, and now he was here wasting the night away. He watched as people conversed, danced, drank, and ate as the orchestra was in full swing. Xandros watched and leaned against the wall, observing Baldur’s Gate’s high society. Astarion was made for this, not him.