[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/cd6fc343-6dbd-4ce9-9493-e893103813a0.png[/img][/center][right][sub][@Hero][/sub][/right]Jorah straightened at the touch of the rod - [i]Priscilla[/i] - under his chin, a fire igniting in his eyes just as Euphemia’s was extinguished. He barely heard half of what she said, too focused on the way she said it; poised just so with Priscilla in hand, that intoxicating air of superiority in her voice, blonde curls cascading down over tempting curves and perky—

Oh [i]Goddess,[/i] Jorah was in love. 

This was the point where Delia would roll her eyes and say he was the type who fell in love every night only to recover each morning, but [i]this[/i] time it was different. And not like all the other “this” times—this was the real deal! But amidst all his pining, Jorah also happened to miss most of what Euphemia said, tuning back in just in time to hear her ask if he had any questions for her. Of course he did! He'd be a fool to interrupt a siren like Euphemia without something of substance to ask. “Will you marry me?” was the first one that came to mind, followed by “Want some company tonight?” and “How can I further acquaint myself with Priscilla?”, but he supposed it might come off a little desperate to move too fast; best to break the ice first with what he came for. 

[color=FFAB66]“Why, yes I do Professor,”[/color] he obliged, offering Euphemia a sweeping bow. [color=FFAB66]“I was hoping you could shed some light on my new duties as Golden Deer House Leader. A little extra time spent with you, dare I hope?”[/color] He stood up from his bow with a wink, perching a hand on his hip. [color=FFAB66]“I assure you, I am [i]eager[/i] to assist in [i]any[/i] way I can.”[/color]

[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/8ee83226-1695-4044-ab2b-9ae88beef451.png[/img][/center]