Bard: you sure have a lot of secrets…
he starts playing the lute. The hooded person has a weird feeling, like the bard’s soul got closer to his…
She seems uneasy
you can see the bard taking a quick look around, like he thought someone else was in the room with them…
The feeling gets stronger and stronger. the bard closes his eyes, and focuses entirely on playing…
“What are you-”
“What are you doing?”
The double voice seperates into two distinct voices
The hooded figure feels like she starts loosing some control over her body.
the bard feels a cold sensation around his legs
The legs of the hooded figure move without her consent. she finds herself walking to the fireplace
The bard ignores the cold feeling and keeps playing.
the cold feeling disappears, only to be replaced by another cold feeling around the hands and fingers
The cold makes the bard play slower. The hooded figure still progresses towards the fireplace, but at a snail’s pace
the cold sensation is amplified, the bard finds himself unable to move his hands
The bard is unable to play anymore, and the control stops. he opens his eyes and looks at his hands.
his hands are covered with ice
he looks at the hooded figure
Bard: wh-… how did you do this?
whispering
“That’s another secret”
The figure exits the library, and the ice around the bard’s hands slowly begins to melt
the bard runs after the hooded figure
Bard: wait!
Bard: Let’s keep this a secret, alright?
“We’ll see”