"Aye, not much sense! But plenty of guts, I'll give her that!" spoke Skimmer for the first time.On the contrary, I have more sense than you realize, Kirriam thought to herself, not daring to point out her tactic to the laughing Drow. How would you have tolerated it if I had entered your camp weeping and wailing? At least this way you are showing some slight but genuine respect, rough and rude as it may be, which I would never have received as a blubbering, frightened prisoner!
"Guts goes a long way in my book, guys!" offered up Hickory with a smile, "That, along with a great body, and good looks too!"
The other Drow broke out into laughter at Hickory's correction as Lady Kirriam stood among them.
Kirriam was surprised by a simple revelation: She was actually enjoying this! She was not quite sure why, perhaps it was because she was getting to cut loose and play the saucy, impertinent little vixen without shocking and scandalizing the entire court. Or, perhaps it was because the Drow's comments, though not exactly welcome as advances, were still far more real than the flowery platitudes of silver-tongued noblemen courting her Elven-graced beauty, her title, and her wealth. Either way, this was quite the change of pace for her, so long as the Drow kept their hands to themselves.
One of the Dark Elf Warrior's spoke up saying, "I like this one, Skull! She's just like The Little One, full of venom and fire!" And with that the Drow gave Lady Kirriam a hard slap on the butt!
The swat actually lifted Kirriam off the ground an inch or two. Though she managed to contain a yelp, she couldn't keep the look of surprise from flashing through her eyes. This, she didn't like so much. They may decide not to keep their hands to themselves after all, and that was something she could not allow. Turning quickly on the slapper, she stopped herself from shrieking at him, realizing that would cost her all the ground she'd gained with the Drow. "That was a direct assault on the noble bottom of a Lady of the Court of Yarfell," she informed him, regaining her composure quickly. "Or are you going to tell me that you were in truth being a gentleman by swatting an angry bee before it could sting me?"
