[ She doesn't reply, but only looks over to him with her eyebrows raised. Never has she seen such a smile before... It's refreshing in a unsettling sense. It's like this man isn't the one she knows--but he is. He is the same one.
When Adra comes back and she sees the golden king receive him well, her perception of him rises. However, there's no indication of it at all. She merely takes a couple of steps back as well to let the elf do his work, fully prepared for any kind of surprise. ]
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When Adra comes back and she sees the golden king receive him well, her perception of him rises. However, there's no indication of it at all. She merely takes a couple of steps back as well to let the elf do his work, fully prepared for any kind of surprise. ]