08-09-2018, 04:05 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;"]The lanky hound trotted up to Desmond, head tilted. "I don't know who you are!" She announced to him cheerfully. "I'm Elia Slys, and it's nice to meet you, I guess." She didn't sound certain, but a little politeness never hurt anyone. Except if you lived somewhere where rudeness was mandatory and you'd get tortured if you dared to utter a "please" or "thank you." Elia shuddered at the thought - not at the thought of being rude, she could adapt to that just fine, but the thought of being tortured. "Crownedprince is a more - uhh -" What was the word? Better? Easier to remember? "memorable name than Desmond. Why didn't you just stick with that?"