Isabelle would playfully retort to those words, "On you..? What position?" She'd mischievously grin and giggle a little before turning towards the bartender, "Have you a bit of spiced ale? Nay much. I like the warmth but I like my wits about me."
She'd give Tani a knowing side-glance. She knew this game. It was a game of chess.. and she delighted in it.
She'd give Tani a knowing side-glance. She knew this game. It was a game of chess.. and she delighted in it.
