Phoebe
The Nightingale is raising her eyebrows at their hostess too, as if to inquire whether this is the infamous Captain she had told her about or not. But she smiled pleasantly at Jack and held out her hand. "It's good to meet you. And here I thought I'd already met every Captain in Torchline. I used to run the Halenani." she said, knowing the brothel had been well known in its heyday.
She laughed at the introduction her niece gave, grinning at her. "You have your mother's charm, you know that?" she said with a grin. Really, she thought she might blush, and all she had said was the truth. She was a demigoddess. Yet somehow that seemed more of a tactical addition.
She laughed at the introduction her niece gave, grinning at her. "You have your mother's charm, you know that?" she said with a grin. Really, she thought she might blush, and all she had said was the truth. She was a demigoddess. Yet somehow that seemed more of a tactical addition.
loving you was the most exquisite
form of self destruction
form of self destruction
