your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
"That's twice today you've offered to take the blame." Flora notes, her cheeks still round with amusement. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you had a thing for being in trouble." Lifting a brow, the queen smirks before the conversation takes a bit of a turn. Opting not to comment on the way Zavien's ears seem to redden or his boyish discomfort with some of her advice, Flora instead just winks up at him before nodding toward the door.
"He frequents Mother Molly's quite a bit, if you're ever in that area." Though given his reaction to sex Frey, she doubted if the dragoon was in the brothels all too often. Then again, what did she know?
"I would love that." Grinning, the queen glances up into the rafters and lifts her eyebrows towards Spice, who, to her credit, instantly flies down and through the doorway as Flora nudges it open. "We can grab a coffee and then walk to Mateo's shop. That way you'll know where it is if you ever need flowers."
"He frequents Mother Molly's quite a bit, if you're ever in that area." Though given his reaction to sex Frey, she doubted if the dragoon was in the brothels all too often. Then again, what did she know?
"I would love that." Grinning, the queen glances up into the rafters and lifts her eyebrows towards Spice, who, to her credit, instantly flies down and through the doorway as Flora nudges it open. "We can grab a coffee and then walk to Mateo's shop. That way you'll know where it is if you ever need flowers."
