[All of that is a lot of information at once. Perhaps he hadn't done as much research into Marianne's background as he should have... though all the research in the world wouldn't have revealed what she just has about her crest. If Margrave Edmund made sure not to let the church study her crest, Hubert certainly couldn't have gotten any information about it. His network of spies is steadily growing, but it isn't enough. Not yet. Not for what Lady Edelgard has planned.
But those thoughts don't trouble him for long. Marianne's hand is close now - it's an invitation. Even so, his heart pounds as he reaches out to take her hand. He silently curses his over-reliance on his gloves and wishes he would have thought to remove them. Then he curses himself for such sentimental and downright sappy thoughts. He is Lady Edelgard's right hand, not some pathetic child in love!
Not that he's completely ignored her story, of course.]
I have a better understanding, yes. Pardon my forwardness, but do you intend to let your crest control you?
[The words still aren't harsh, despite the topic. He could press further, but he's curious to hear her answer to that before he continues.]
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But those thoughts don't trouble him for long. Marianne's hand is close now - it's an invitation. Even so, his heart pounds as he reaches out to take her hand. He silently curses his over-reliance on his gloves and wishes he would have thought to remove them. Then he curses himself for such sentimental and downright sappy thoughts. He is Lady Edelgard's right hand, not some pathetic child in love!
Not that he's completely ignored her story, of course.]
I have a better understanding, yes. Pardon my forwardness, but do you intend to let your crest control you?
[The words still aren't harsh, despite the topic. He could press further, but he's curious to hear her answer to that before he continues.]