Phoebe
The way her cheeks sucked in and lips pursed would make clear her effort not to laugh as Remi recited his title. She couldn't tell if he was being serious or joking but either way she found it very amusing. "My sincerest apologies Great and Powerful Gaurdian of the Woods." she said finally with a deep curtsey. The urge to laugh was still there, but she was able to keep it together at least.
The Nightingale looked at her pile of books and smiled sheepishly. She had gotten a bit carried away, hadn't she? "I was just curious what the Fae perspective on the Old Gods was. Particularly Frey." she said softly, so as not to anger the Fae librarian further. "Unless you've banned all those books?" she said with a raised brow, only half teasing. Remi's encounters with Frey had either been unpleasant or resulted in unpleasant consequences. She wouldn't be surprised if he had scrubbed the library of their presence now that she thought about it.
The Nightingale looked at her pile of books and smiled sheepishly. She had gotten a bit carried away, hadn't she? "I was just curious what the Fae perspective on the Old Gods was. Particularly Frey." she said softly, so as not to anger the Fae librarian further. "Unless you've banned all those books?" she said with a raised brow, only half teasing. Remi's encounters with Frey had either been unpleasant or resulted in unpleasant consequences. She wouldn't be surprised if he had scrubbed the library of their presence now that she thought about it.
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