Quin: */GASPS/ at her approach and practically /throws/ himself back off the horse away from her, stumbling back and away before dropping to a knee, bowed low* I-I’m sorry! Forgive me, my lady! I-I /know/ my place is not on a horse like a noble. I’m but a common-born vagabond, I know! Please forgive me.
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Date: 2017-03-07 11:56 pm (UTC)