Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191002222622/@comment-24510587-20191004235336

Emile didn't appear to be drawing much entertainment from the dancing, but Lysilde's singing was a different story. The knight listened quietly, drifting along to the melody. Lysilde could notice something, or rather the absence of it: Emile's hands weren't trembling. For the weeks she'd travelled with him, that had been a constant; whenever he was idle, his hands displayed a mild tremor.