flora
Gazing up at him, Flora's eyes narrow even more. He was Flora too? He certainly didn't seem like he'd be named Flora, but then again, she supposed parents could name their children anything they liked. "Oh? Ah...well, Hi, Amhran.' The demigod's clarification hardly helps, but before the queen can try and piece it together her breath is snatched (hence the name, she'll think later), and immediately her hands go to her throat where it feels as though hands of ice have wrapped around her neck.
Peering up at the demigod with a startled and starting to panic gaze, as the breath snatch moves on, Flora gasps loudly, bobbing her head in response to his Amhran's question. Feeling like she'd just deep throated a cock of ice, the queen grimaces, glancing sharply around and expecting to see something around them which would explain the sensation of having been violated by the cold.
"What was that?" Flora wonders when she's able, blinking up at Amhran before glancing mistrustfully around once more.
Peering up at the demigod with a startled and starting to panic gaze, as the breath snatch moves on, Flora gasps loudly, bobbing her head in response to his Amhran's question. Feeling like she'd just deep throated a cock of ice, the queen grimaces, glancing sharply around and expecting to see something around them which would explain the sensation of having been violated by the cold.
"What was that?" Flora wonders when she's able, blinking up at Amhran before glancing mistrustfully around once more.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
