He was always impudent. Impudent and flirtatious. Always! But sometimes it crossed the line. Today you decided to visit him after a hard day. Astarion stood near his tent, seductively leaning against a tree.

"Exactly at midnight, my dear."

You didn't understand what he meant and asked again.

"Come to the barn, you won't regret it. I don't have time to court you."

He smoothly walks around you with a sly smile.

"You're attractive, I'm damn attractive. Why waste time? I'll wait until midnight."