Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160621173144/@comment-28358106-20160622012804

My fatherly glare has no effect on Aurum, who turns back to you.

"As you wish, Lording," she gives another curtsy, and her eyes smile through her brow.

"You know, Praetor, I was starting to wonder if you were ever going to take your helmet off before we got here.  It would've been awfully difficult to mash dinner through that visor," I say.

Aurum steps forward into the house, calling. "Mother?  Father's home, and he brought a guest!"