"Flatterer." Pel gives his hands a squeeze. "Haven't you any work to be done? I thought I'd see you actually entertaining in the tavern once or twice, for an entertainer."
"And I have been- between glasses of brandy. An elf cannot perform endlessly without some respite. Well. I can perform as long as my lady wishes." He lift her hands to his lips, kissing her knuckles.
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