#{ starry is angry wife coded sometimes lmao }

[rubistella]

@windwithinmyveins || continued from x

“If you think that’s going to divert my attention from the issue here, you clearly have plenty to learn still.” Condescending.

One couldn’t simply just play a rogue’s very own cards against him and expect the triumphant effect of a royal flush. Rooting his feet to the ground, Astarion’s arms folded over his chest and he bounced his weight from one leg to the other.

“Well?” Crimson eyes swung from the visibly confused elven gent to the little drow lady. "This is the time you shed some light on what in the hells just happened there, my dear. There will be no visits to the tailor until I hear this."

It took two to tango and Astarion could prove himself to be just as stubborn as Ceres was. If not more.