"Sorry, Griar, but I have never done as much as hold a man's hand, at least, not romantically" Antieeld didn't even blink as she revealed something that was, arguably, rather sad, Griar had come to ask her, not just because she was about the same age as his mother, but he had assumed that a woman of her calibre would certainly have had a handful of suitors at least, but none?
It was pretty much impossible to tell since she was still youthful, but the commandant was a rather old woman by this point, sure, perhaps the eyepatch could put some people off, but not a single man had ever approached her with intent to seduce? That seemed hard to believe.
