your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
"Mmm, maybe that's why she's so keen to get her hooks into you." Flora suggests with a raise of her eyebrows despite knowing that this was an argument she was rapidly losing. As for the sage? Nibbling at the inside of her cheek and debating for a moment what Jack's reaction might be if she did light it and let the smoke waft around him, the queen gives her head a little shake. "Nah, not worth the risk." She purrs sappily. The worst part? She meant it. If there was even a chance that the sage might somehow dispel Jack from her kitchen, her house, or her life, it simply wasn't worth taking.
All but melting against him, as Jack pulls away from Flora no doubt it'll feel as if there are honeyed threads connecting his lips back to hers, such is the current texture of her thoughts. Despite knowing the captain's flattery to be a lie (it was fairly obvious that Flora was always happier to see him, than the other way around), as he always had, Jack made it so easy for her to believe him such his words sent a velveteen shiver through Flora's thoughts.
Squealing excitedly under her breath, the queen beams as she pulls back enough to grab her own glass of whiskey. "Ugh, it was so romantic. Sunjata told me about it weeks ago as you know, and in that time we got the Hanged Man all ready with drinks and decorations made just for her. And the rings! One was what he and Nate were going to use from way before, but then he made her a new one, as well, and--" Smiling almost too hard to continue, Flora's thoughts have begun to glow and burn with the second-hand high of seeing her mother so happy.
All but melting against him, as Jack pulls away from Flora no doubt it'll feel as if there are honeyed threads connecting his lips back to hers, such is the current texture of her thoughts. Despite knowing the captain's flattery to be a lie (it was fairly obvious that Flora was always happier to see him, than the other way around), as he always had, Jack made it so easy for her to believe him such his words sent a velveteen shiver through Flora's thoughts.
Squealing excitedly under her breath, the queen beams as she pulls back enough to grab her own glass of whiskey. "Ugh, it was so romantic. Sunjata told me about it weeks ago as you know, and in that time we got the Hanged Man all ready with drinks and decorations made just for her. And the rings! One was what he and Nate were going to use from way before, but then he made her a new one, as well, and--" Smiling almost too hard to continue, Flora's thoughts have begun to glow and burn with the second-hand high of seeing her mother so happy.
