dahlia
You can't buy this fineness
"Don't mind if I do," Dahlia says with a bright smile, sitting up once more to enjoy her topped up glass of wine. "I will say that of all the things this world has to offer, your food and drink is by far the best," she adds, raising the glass in a brief toast to Flora before setting it back down. "And a fyrhund, you say? I can't say I have visited The Climb to sample that particular part of Caido. Perhaps I'll need to take a trip one of these days."
As for Flora dancing on the knife edge of becoming a Friend of the Family, Dahlia raises her eyebrows and holds out a hand for the Doubletake. "Nothing so dramatic," she says. "You just need to send me a letter. I'll seal it with a kiss, and you're all set. We could do it right now if you like." And how privileged should Flora feel, that she's being given the choice.
As for Flora dancing on the knife edge of becoming a Friend of the Family, Dahlia raises her eyebrows and holds out a hand for the Doubletake. "Nothing so dramatic," she says. "You just need to send me a letter. I'll seal it with a kiss, and you're all set. We could do it right now if you like." And how privileged should Flora feel, that she's being given the choice.
Let me see the heat get to it
