Request from a guest
Ashe was, as usual, perusing the shelves in the library when he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. Though her change had only been physical Byleths new appearance sang out to him
"I think you dropped this." She held out the book he had been look through before and he scrambled to take it and conceal the title 'Tales of the Goddess'
"Thank you Professor, that's very kind." He bowed politely in thanks
"I saw you drop it or I wouldn't have guessed. I didn't take you as being very religious." She admitted sheepishly, straightening a few books at eye level
"It's fables actually, they're rather good. The characters they, uh, remind me of you."
She looked a little taken aback "All of them?"
He chuckled now, leading her to his table and turned the book to a few pictures "A few of them, in different ways. This goddess had terrifying ability over swords and magic, sound familiar?"
She giggled into her palm, leaning closer to inspect the image
"And this one," he turned a few pages, "used great miracles and never lost an ally. But this one," he turned to a goddess depicted in a sultry and dangerous manner "she charms all those around her. No man was immune to her wiles." As if suddenly realising what he had said he glanced shyly to the woman beside him
"No one?" Her eyes pierced through him and he felt color spring through his cheeks. Her long eyelashes fluttered shut mercifully and for a moment he could breathe.
"You remind me of the hero in stories." Byleths voice rang through the empty room "Not the knights, but the heroes the men who can overcome anything if they set their mind to it."
Her eyes were staring into his again as she smiled "I find those characters hopelessly irresistible." With that she excused herself to her other obligations