[ She's not the most self-aware of her appearance -- Mako doesn't have time for business like that when her pride in her skills are all that matters. But what she does know, increasingly, is that she manages to draw out the sweetest smiles from him, that somehow his smiles are more genuine with her.
Mako knows to treasure that, silently cherishing every blessed moment it happens, and her gaze gentles. ]
Then I must say that you are biased, sire. [ Her fingers brush inadvertently against his when she moves to shift the parchment, sending a tingle down her spine at the contact. ] You just haven't seen me angry.
[Raleigh glances down at their hands, unable to help drawing attention to the fact that she touched his fingers. He stares there for a second, actually thinking about what would happen if he linked their fingers together right now but it could also look like he's irritated by the contact.
At least-- until he moves to tap her hand with his. Not quite what he wanted, not as personal but still more than just a king and his servant.]
The last time someone tried to kill me, you seemed pretty angry.
[ That's a good thing, because Mako was right about to pull away, keenly aware of the fact that she'd crossed a line or ten, and it would be well within Raleigh's rights to be offended.
She draws away anyway, not rejected but confused by that half-measure; but it's something she can think about later. ]
Someone trying to murder your king tends to have that effect. [ She says dryly nonetheless. ] Why wouldn't I be?
[Raleigh catches the note of confusion in her expression, and figures that he crossed a boundary himself, that perhaps he just pushed her too far, crossed a line that she was comfortable with, from king and his knight to something more like friends.]
I'm saying that your anger is an impressive sight. One I wouldn't want to bring on myself.
[ Uncertainty is a curious, wonderful thing -- for the first time in a long, long while, Mako's not quite sure how to act; does she pretend it hadn't happened, or...? It seems wrong, to push her boundaries with the king with it looks like he doesn't approve, but why -- ? ]
You won't have to worry about that, sire. [ The idea of him not wanting her wrath amuses her in a hundred tiny little ways. ] You can have me arrested, you know.
Arrested by who? You're my best knight. [Raleigh replies quietly, sincere and honest. He can't imagine that there'd ever be a situation where she would turn on him, she's loyal to the bone and even if she did? He'd be completely out of luck since she could take down everyone else by herself.]
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Mako knows to treasure that, silently cherishing every blessed moment it happens, and her gaze gentles. ]
Then I must say that you are biased, sire. [ Her fingers brush inadvertently against his when she moves to shift the parchment, sending a tingle down her spine at the contact. ] You just haven't seen me angry.
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[Raleigh glances down at their hands, unable to help drawing attention to the fact that she touched his fingers. He stares there for a second, actually thinking about what would happen if he linked their fingers together right now but it could also look like he's irritated by the contact.
At least-- until he moves to tap her hand with his. Not quite what he wanted, not as personal but still more than just a king and his servant.]
The last time someone tried to kill me, you seemed pretty angry.
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She draws away anyway, not rejected but confused by that half-measure; but it's something she can think about later. ]
Someone trying to murder your king tends to have that effect. [ She says dryly nonetheless. ] Why wouldn't I be?
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I'm saying that your anger is an impressive sight. One I wouldn't want to bring on myself.
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You won't have to worry about that, sire. [ The idea of him not wanting her wrath amuses her in a hundred tiny little ways. ] You can have me arrested, you know.
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I count myself lucky you chose my side.