"I was wondering," he said, fidgeting a little. "If your offer to help me find clothes more appropriate for the beach than these," he plucked at his robes, "is still good?"
He ducked his head, because he really was not sure about this. "Yes, that is what I was thinking, too. I have training this afternoon, and Molly and I are going riding in the morning, so I thought lunch time might work?"
"If you do not mind, I would like that." Karal carefully gathered his robe up and sat in a nearby chair. "Thank you, and yes, riding. Molly seems to enjoy it," he said with a small smile and a small flush. "She does not know how to ride, but Trenor is able to carry both of us. We are going to go in the ocean, tomorrow morning."
"I do hope so." Karal looked down at his hands and spread his fingers across his knees. "I like it when Molly is happy," he said quietly, then nodded at the paperwork. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Molly's sweet," Isabel smiled. "She deserves to be happy." She schuffled the papers into a pile. "No I think I'm good. Give me two minutes to lock up and we can go."
Karal nodded his agreement, happy to sit in the silence of the library while Isabel finished.
When she was finished, he followed her out of the library and onto the rather daunting task - daunting for someone who'd worn nothing but robes or riding clothes for the past 8 years - of acquiring beach appropriate clothing.
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"Riding? That sounds like fun."
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When she was finished, he followed her out of the library and onto the rather daunting task - daunting for someone who'd worn nothing but robes or riding clothes for the past 8 years - of acquiring beach appropriate clothing.