"Mm, y-yes, Sana-"
Reyson stopped. "Excuse me?"
Naesala's eyes widened. "Err… Reyson?"
"You were going to say 'Sanaki'."
"…well, yes… Look, can we have this conversation later?" Naesala asked. "It's kind of a long story, and I need to finish… you know. This."
"We'll talk about this later. But we will talk."
"So," Reyson said. "Let's talk."
An awkward silence followed.
"It's not what you think," Naesala began.
"Really? Because what I think is that you're cheating on me with a thirteen-year-old girl," Reyson replied coolly.
"It isn't like that! It's just…" Naesala sighed. "…she seduced me."
Reyson raised an eyebrow. "I find that hard to believe."
"I swear it's the truth! You see…"
I was walking along, minding my own business, when suddenly: bandits! Hundreds of them!
"That's an exaggeration," Reyson interjected. "And what does this have to do with Sanaki?"
"'Bandits! A few of them!' doesn't have the same ring to it," Naesala countered. "And I'm getting there. Stop interrupting and listen."
Well, it was really only a few bandits, and when I say "bandits" I mean "Disciples of Order". But they were right outside Sanaki's tent, so I did what any good bodyguard would do - I kicked their asses.
When that was done, Sanaki looked up at me with admiration shining in her eyes and said, "I could have handled them myself."
"Knowing you, I'm surprised you didn't say that she worshipped the ground you walked on," Reyson mused.
"Would you have considered, 'Oh, Naesala, you're the most amazing man on Tellius! Take me now!' to be seduction?" Naesala asked.
"No."
"Hence why I'm repeating it accurately."
That night, she called me into her tent for some unspecified reason. Being the innocent, guileless person that I am-
"That's a laugh."
-I agreed.
I came. Her tentmate was, unsurprisingly, out.
"Thank you for helping me earlier today," she told me.
I, of course, smirked. "Why, Empress. What brought upon this change of heart?"
Sanaki hmphed and looked away. "W-Well, I don't say these sorts of things in public. It could give people the wrong idea."
"Really, now?"
"Of course. Would I lie to you?"
"I suppose not." I sat down beside her. "Is there anything else you wanted, Empress?"
She looked up at me. "There is one other thing I wanted," she whispered.
…Then she kissed me, and things sort of… went from there.
"That's awfully vague, Naesala."
"Do you want a play-by-play of how she pulled off my clothes and we had sex, Reyson? I could provide that if you so desire."
"…No," Reyson admitted. "But that still doesn't sound like a seduction. Unless you have some way of knowing that she'd planned that when she called you in…"
Naesala muttered.
"What's that, Naesala? I couldn't quite hear you…"
"I said, she wasn't wearing any undergarments," Naesala answered through gritted teeth. "Happy now?"
Reyson blinked. "…um. That would do it." Then, he added suspiciously, "It only happened once, right?"
"Yes…"
"Naesala…"
"Well, twice. But that wasn't my fault either!"
Reyson looked skeptical.
"How can being dragged into a closet and thoroughly kissed possibly be my fault?" Naesala retorted.
"She's a little girl. She can't drag you anywhere."
"What can I say? She has a strong grip…"
"Did you, at any point, tell her not to sleep with you?" the heron asked.
Naesala paused. "…No."
"Then this relationship is over."
He sighed. "Is there any way to change your mind?"
"There might have been," Reyson answered, "if she wasn't hiding in your closet right now."
A slightly muffled voice came from said closet. "You did interrupt us…"