Flora
Not knowing what it was her brother had said but agreeing with the tone of it, Flora glances from Mateo to Remi. Feeling Jack rise from behind her—not least of all because of the frost falling from his fingertips—she instinctively reaches her hand out for him, to brush against his leg or catch his fingers if they were anywhere near hers.
"Well, I've lost my appetite, so.. Given that Jack wasn't wrong in it being a family matter and as it was too soon to try and rope him into staying under that banner, Flora is more than happy to disentangle herself from what was a spectacularly failed family dinner to be literally anywhere else.
"Obviously you drink for free at the tavern." Flora murmurs in Mateo's direction, and while the queen didn't not feel like drinking, she certainly didn't feel like doing it in public. Maybe she and Jack could steal a bottle on their way bar, get drunk on the beach and then he could fuck her beneath the stars. That'd be nice, no matter what her stupid dads might think.
"Well, I've lost my appetite, so.. Given that Jack wasn't wrong in it being a family matter and as it was too soon to try and rope him into staying under that banner, Flora is more than happy to disentangle herself from what was a spectacularly failed family dinner to be literally anywhere else.
"Obviously you drink for free at the tavern." Flora murmurs in Mateo's direction, and while the queen didn't not feel like drinking, she certainly didn't feel like doing it in public. Maybe she and Jack could steal a bottle on their way bar, get drunk on the beach and then he could fuck her beneath the stars. That'd be nice, no matter what her stupid dads might think.
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Code stolen from Queen Sky
