[It was like the gods wanted her to be tempted, it really was. In far more serious situations, when life and death and missions hung in the balance Sieglinde did not spare the time for such salacious thinking or scandalized reactions to such contact between the (aesthetically pleasing) opposite sex...
But this is no such serious day, and her mind has ample leisure to run as wild as the boy himself.
She is glad he faces away briefly, so as not to see her stutter, anxiously fuss with her dress and hair.]
W- well, if you have the strength for it... I shall accept.
[Was he the same age as she? Slightly older, perhaps? It was difficult to tell, for Sieglinde was about the smallest a girl of her years could be without worrying for some illness, and years of bound feet had made her slim and light, lacking even the most basic of muscle strength she'd only recently begun to rebuild by trying to walk on her own.
Shakily, (not just because this was entirely improper!), she placed her hands on his (bare!) shoulders, taking his assistance to clamber upon his back, wrapping her bandage-covered legs weakly about his waist.]
Is this alright... ?
[She strove to keep her voice level and unflustered, despite the fact that she was speaking most intimately into his ear- by neccesary of position, truly.]
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But this is no such serious day, and her mind has ample leisure to run as wild as the boy himself.
She is glad he faces away briefly, so as not to see her stutter, anxiously fuss with her dress and hair.]
W- well, if you have the strength for it... I shall accept.
[Was he the same age as she? Slightly older, perhaps? It was difficult to tell, for Sieglinde was about the smallest a girl of her years could be without worrying for some illness, and years of bound feet had made her slim and light, lacking even the most basic of muscle strength she'd only recently begun to rebuild by trying to walk on her own.
Shakily, (not just because this was entirely improper!), she placed her hands on his (bare!) shoulders, taking his assistance to clamber upon his back, wrapping her bandage-covered legs weakly about his waist.]
Is this alright... ?
[She strove to keep her voice level and unflustered, despite the fact that she was speaking most intimately into his ear- by neccesary of position, truly.]