Page 110 of I Ran Away to Evil
+Swordsmanship: Parry:
1
Sword Aura:
7
Mastery:
2
Perks:
Sense Ally, Sense Lies, Calming Voice, Sense Motive, True Taste, Sense Ability, Inspire, Multitask, Management, Quick Read, Resist Poison, Quick Step, Quick Draw, Force Thrust, Bludgeoning Cut, Harvest Kill, Sword Sense, Killing Intent, Aura Blade, Death Parry.
[Mastery] had been an incredible boon, converting my mana pool to Intelligence x Strength instead of the usual Intelligence x Dexterity. Blunt force mana was more my style than attempting to delicately manipulate matter.
All in all, my character sheet reflected me quite well. And maybe when my [Etiquette] skill hit level six, I’d get the chance to pick up more culinary perks.
I could only hope.
“THERE YOU—Oh my gods.”
I closed my notifications tab and looked up to see a head poking into the tent. Lady Amy had waited the entire day for us to come out, and now she was blushing and covering her face. It was almost evening, by the looks of the sunset reds against the tent.
Keith was currently holding me on his lap, absently fiddling with my fingers.
“I thought I said we weren’t to be disturbed?” Keith grumbled under his breath behind me. I made to jump off his lap, and there was a slight resistance from him, but only slight. Standing let me know that I’d mostly recovered from my weakness and could pretend normalcy again.
I ignored my burning ears at getting caught cuddling the king of the Dark Enchanted Forest in a tent.
“Lady Amy! I’m so sorry we went ahead before you arose.” Placations came naturally. “Keith—the Dark Lord and I had planned a private trip and didn’t want to wake you.”
Just because I’d recovered a bit from my …moment of weaknessdidn’t mean I was suddenly better. It wasn’t something I could justget overand be one hundred percent moments later. But, even if I wasn’t focusing well and still felt out of sorts, it didn’t mean I couldn’t stand up and deliver.
