flora
Flora can feel heat in her cheeks and gods she at least hope it looks like blush instead of that blotchy redness that embarrassment can cause. What had she been thinking, kissing Maeve's hand? It was a really nice hand to be fair, and the Queens' skin was pleasantly soft and sweetly scented, but gods. Blinking with surprise, the girl straightens slightly. "Yes..?" She replies, uncertain at first what her last name might have to do with anything. 'Ohhhh.' Of course. Of course it has to do with her father. Flashing a smile that Flora hopes comes across as bubbly, she tosses one of her curls over her shoulder.
Opting to ignore the mention of her safety with regards to the Greatwood lest Flora's temper get the better of her when it came to her father, instead she lets her smile bloom across her face. "Did she?" She marvels of Safrin. "I think maybe I knew that, but that's incredible. What's she like? Is she beautiful? Is her skin perfect? What colour are her eyes?"
Opting to ignore the mention of her safety with regards to the Greatwood lest Flora's temper get the better of her when it came to her father, instead she lets her smile bloom across her face. "Did she?" She marvels of Safrin. "I think maybe I knew that, but that's incredible. What's she like? Is she beautiful? Is her skin perfect? What colour are her eyes?"
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
