Cedric
Bastien de Lysse
Tonate Proper | The Shrouds

Despite his expression not changing, Bastien's mind went a blank for three seconds: one second during the merchant's comment, one for Calypso's rather intimate, unexpected gesture of leaning against him, and the last for her teasing remark: *"Wouldn't you agree, my love?"*

He cleared his throat as he eyed her cooly, internally torn between making a dry remark or letting Calypso continue her playful charade. Both she and the merchant looked at him expectantly, waiting for his reply.

With a soft sigh Bastien replied, "Am I not the one who picked it out and went so far as to buy it?" He moved his hand to hold her chin, tilting her head up so that they were eye-to-eye. His expression, while still being serious, softened slightly. "I don't think he's being kind in saying you would look beautiful. I think he's being honest." He leaned forwards as if to kiss her cheek, but instead whispered into her ear with his deep voice the words: *"Unlike you."*

"Such a handsome couple," The merchant said aloud to himself with an oblivious smile as Bastien moved his head away from Calypso's, taking his hand back. It was clear he believed Bastien had pecked Calypso's cheek instead of making a remark. "Ah, to be young and in love. So nice a pair."

The vendor gave the neatly folded dress to Calypso, the dark red shimmering in the golden sunlight. "Please, come back anytime. I make you another dress, or perhaps a suit for your husband."
Tom
Calypso Kolgrim 

Tonate Proper | The Shrouds

I wasn't like her to pull a prank like this often, but it was good exercise. 
Admittedly, the young woman was ready for the consequences of her actions. She was prepared for Lord Bastian to turn around and reprimand her for her behavior. Maybe fully scolding her in the middle of the busy street. 

But he didn't. To her surprise, he *Actually* Went along with the joke. Her astonishment concealed behind a sweet smile even as he lifted her chin. Their eyes met and for a moment Calypso wondered where did the lie begun or ended, as she noticed the softness of the young lord's gaze. Her heart fluttered as he leaned forward but thankfully he had simply used the movement to make a sly remark. She giggled delightedly as he pulled back " Oh, you flatterer..." Spoke her softly letting her head fall back on his arm. 

Calypso nodded at the words of the merchant taking the precious dress and putting it gently in her basket "Will surely do sir, thank you, have a lovely day!" And while offering him words of thanks, she let Bastian gently tug her away from the booth, the nobleman clearly wanting to escape the scene.

She let her head rest on his arm for a couple of more minutes waiting to be out of reach from the booth, before straining her posture back to her usual composure "Well, that was an unexpected interaction!" Chuckled her. The lovely young wife had disappeared from sight letting the way to the usual Calypso all smirks and sharp remark "For a moment I thought you were going to slap me I have to admit! " Laughed her "But I highly appreciated seeing your little performance as the loving husband, I myself almost believed you. Maybe, my lord, you should leave the noble life and join the theater?" Joked her, stroking her delicate fingers along his arm, wanting to enjoy this moment of unexpected fun just a little bit longer before the blade hit her neck. 

She had no doubts that the nobleman might actually be angry or at least irritated by her little prank. But knowing him, Bastian was not going to act on those feelings in the middle of the crowd. "Now be honest," Sighed her "How atrocious will be my punishment for pulling such a disgraceful action on your person?" Asked her with a half-smile, looking up at Bastian, waiting for him to snap at her.
Cedric
Bastien de Lysse
Tonate Proper | The Shrouds

Bastien had hidden his expression before now under an indifferent mask, but now his violet eyes studied Calypso as they walked back in the direction of the Maith Masion, ignoring the eyes that followed them as they walked by. An amused huff of air passed his lips at her suggestion of him striking her (the idea of doing such a thing was so out of his character it was amusing) or that he should go to join an acting troupe, but his eyebrows rose slightly at the mention of disciplining her.

"A punishment for such a disgraceful action?" He echoed, holding her eyes with his. "Yes, it was rather promiscuous of you to rest your head against my arm, wasn't it? And in a public setting as well." He tsked. "I'm surprised I didn't hear people cry out at the indecency you displayed." His tone was serious and cool, but the corners of his mouth were still curled. He looked away from her to where they were walking.

"A punishment is not necessary," He said after a few seconds. "You're a woman, not some beast that needs taming." His eyes flicked down to her again, a small amused smirk forming on his face. "Though perhaps there is a wild animal somewhere within you." Slowly his gaze trickled down to her hands wrapped around his arm, caressing his bicep. "You seemed quite eager to take physical liberties on me as soon as the opportunity presented itself."
Steven
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Queen Anyanka Durkhan
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"A Southern Invasion isn't really in the cards for us, Jax." She reminded him, thought the comment came with a distracted look as she moved her gaze from him to the ship. It was true, the party wasn't what she'd expected. She'd not seen where her Chancellor and her husband had disappeared to, but knowing them it was probably somewhere secluded and with a bottle or two of stolen wine. Angelica was just as bad as herself, though the blonde woman tended to be more bold. She supposed she could afford to be, as she wasn't under the weight of two crowns. 

"It could, but I'm glad for the moment alone." Her gaze finished it's cycle of the ship. The two Eclipse she'd dismissed when he arrived had taken a distance, but the few people who passed by kept well away from the Captain and Queen. "There's something I needed you for, if you've got a moment to spare. I'd prefer a conversation with you where you're _not_ needed immediately to run off to tend to carriages and horses." She paused, and glanced to him before straightening, her hand reaching for his idly to graze her fingers against his own so he could take her hand if he wished. "Let's go. The Staffords can handle themselves," She didn't mention the fact they probably _were_ "And I'm itching to get out from under the eye of Bradai's staff." 

She'd not missed the men planted around the ship, and whether or not they were specifically employed by the Pirate King or just wore the markings of it, she didn't quite care. They were allies, sure, but she had considered herself an ally to Northshore as well. Anyanka moved across the deck, heading off the ship with a passing glance to the Eclipse to fall into line behind their captain as they passed. It wasn't needed though, as the pair fell into step the moment she moved away from the radius of Jax's reach. He'd trained them well, and a small smile graced her lips for half a second before she continued on. 

"We'll head back to our own ship, I want the privacy and a chance to change out of this dress."