<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2354324#msg2354324">Quote from: Faeylin on 19-10-2009, 02:07:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Lillian Montague</strong>, Beneath an Ancient Oak [Sylria the Elf &amp; Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>"Well, if it really scares you, why not give it some time before you look for your answers. My word is enough to make you a Montague," she said, with a soft chuckle. "Mother and Father would pause for a second, but they would make it true. And there are far worse things in life that you could end up being, aren't there? Maybe you shouldn't find out who you were. Maybe start over? A new life, here in Dementlieu. While we don't place much faith in magic, if its important to you, I can have things brought in from neighboring countries to please you. Magical things?"<br/><br/>Lillian kissed Sylria's shoulder lightly, and then touched the spot. "Its amazing how different an elf is from a normal person," she mused, her face light and full of warmth. "At first glance, there are just minor difference between you and I for, example." She looked down at herself. "You breasts are a bit smaller, your hips thinner...now that I think of it, you would be absolutely stunning in a gown of the season. When this week at Avonleigh is done, you should join me in Port-a-Lucine. We could throw a grand ball to introduce you and secure your place in proper society. What do you think," she asked, her smile still bright. "A whole party to celebrate your arrival in Dementlieu. Wouldn't that be grand?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Sylria</strong>, Beneath an Ancient Oak [Sylria the Elf & Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>I blush a little more at her offer to make me a Montague, and shrug.  I respond as truthfully as I can, but have to swallow to clear my throat first before I can begin softly. "I am seriously considering not trying to find out.  And...thank you for offering to make me one of your family.  I'm afraid I'm not certain what, exactly, that would mean due to my past, but I<em>do</em>appreciate it.  I'm so...out of place, I suppose.  But yes, magic<em>is</em>important to me.  Perhaps I could even change people's minds, to a degree.  I am not<em>only</em>a mage, however."<br/><br/>The kiss on my shoulder threw the balance that I had achieved off, though, especially when she touched the spot.  Her commentary made me flush more, as the emotions began churning again, confusing me with their intensity.  But I wasn't certain what any of them<em>were</em>.  They were drowning me, and I had the vague hint that some of them were older than my memories.  Shaking my head to try and clear it again, I reply, with a hint of confusion in my voice. "I...I suppose I don't really pay attention to it, Lady Lillian.  I'm different, and that is all I really know.  And what sort of gown are you speaking of?  I rather like my own dress, especially given that it takes care of itself.  As to a party...would it really be necessary?  I'm not that important, not really."