flora
That Hadama wasn't saying much was either a good thing or a very bad one. For all of her ability to read body language, the intricacies of silence often left Flora confused and filling the silence with her own chatter. Trying not to read into the sparkle in Hadama's gaze lest it just be a trick of the light, Flora once again tugged at the sleeve of her shirt so as not to fidget or otherwise come across more childishly impatient than she was.
Eyebrow raised, wondering what the King's final question might be, his words had her huffing out a relieved sigh which quickly turned into bright laughter. Rolling her eyes thoughtfully, Flora nudges a bit of the sand with her toe and shrugs. "I think I still like Doubletake. I think I'm always going to be judged wrong at first glance and you know what? I'm kinda into it."
Biting at her lip and bobbing her eyebrows toward the King, Flora affects a feigned look of innocence for a moment. "Sooooooo, does this mean I have the job?" She wonders, not quite able to fully hide the brimming enthusiasm that warbles her words, but not necessarily minding it either.
Eyebrow raised, wondering what the King's final question might be, his words had her huffing out a relieved sigh which quickly turned into bright laughter. Rolling her eyes thoughtfully, Flora nudges a bit of the sand with her toe and shrugs. "I think I still like Doubletake. I think I'm always going to be judged wrong at first glance and you know what? I'm kinda into it."
Biting at her lip and bobbing her eyebrows toward the King, Flora affects a feigned look of innocence for a moment. "Sooooooo, does this mean I have the job?" She wonders, not quite able to fully hide the brimming enthusiasm that warbles her words, but not necessarily minding it either.
No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne
