dahlia
You can't buy this fineness
If Dahlia is concerned about the wine she doesn't show it; indeed, a gourmet and a connoisseur of all things indulgent, if anything she might only comment on the way poison changed the taste of the vintage, if Flora were to add any. Lifting the glass to her lips a second time, Dahlia listens to Flora's oh-so-casual list of things they might discuss with amusement in her cerulean eyes.
"Torchline has given Stormbreak no reason to consider it anything other than an ally," she points out. "And the last thing anyone desires here is war, dear. If it comes, it will be a decision that others make." Which is just a clever way of saying if people get in the way there will be war, but not to worry about that.
"Starfall has some of the most glorious things upon it that Caido has ever seen," the Reaper continues, gazing appreciatively at the way the wine stains the glass. "I am afraid they are not available to trade, though. Not unless you happen to be a friend of the Family."
"Torchline has given Stormbreak no reason to consider it anything other than an ally," she points out. "And the last thing anyone desires here is war, dear. If it comes, it will be a decision that others make." Which is just a clever way of saying if people get in the way there will be war, but not to worry about that.
"Starfall has some of the most glorious things upon it that Caido has ever seen," the Reaper continues, gazing appreciatively at the way the wine stains the glass. "I am afraid they are not available to trade, though. Not unless you happen to be a friend of the Family."
Let me see the heat get to it
