[WFRP] The Bloody Crown XIII

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Jarla

Jarla laughed lightly. "My lady I am not proposing to marry the first half wit in breeches who comes through the door. In fact I may not find anyone to my tastes at all. But I do rather want to see fish in their stream before making my mind up whether I shall have one for supper. Besides, I was rather hoping to stay here in the Reaches, and as generous as you and your husband have been I am too proud to live off another forever even, maybe especially, from a friend."

She smiled mischievously, and turned her profile to Irene, lightly gesturing at her own long neck and cheekbones. "And... not to be vain, but I do have some charm of my own and would like to use it. There is sport in being desired."