Snorting under her breath, Flora glances over at the Forsaken. "I'm going to put that on a t-shirt for you." She mumbles playfully, instantly noting the way his glacier stare was fixed on Torchline's bright blue skies rather than her golden curves. Yes, he was married, but come on. Haven't you heard, Noah? What happens in Torchline stays in Torchline.
Usually.
Laughing at that, the queen shrugs as she leans forward; what was the point in floating half-naked if no one was looking. "I do my best. I think he's started to drink more since knowing me, and I even got him to dance at that Midwinter ball in the Grounds." Baby steps, but positive ones in the queen's mind.
Deciding that if Noah was just going to lounge, she'd leave him to it. "Hopefully someone keeps you from being more boring than stone, mm?" She purrs coyly as she rises out of the water, her underwear and bra clinging to her body which was now mostly free of injury and void-blood. Shooting the Forsaken a wink of her shoulder, the queen slides out of the fountain, gathering up her clothes before waggling her fingers in Noah's direction and heading home.
~FIN
Usually.
Laughing at that, the queen shrugs as she leans forward; what was the point in floating half-naked if no one was looking. "I do my best. I think he's started to drink more since knowing me, and I even got him to dance at that Midwinter ball in the Grounds." Baby steps, but positive ones in the queen's mind.
Deciding that if Noah was just going to lounge, she'd leave him to it. "Hopefully someone keeps you from being more boring than stone, mm?" She purrs coyly as she rises out of the water, her underwear and bra clinging to her body which was now mostly free of injury and void-blood. Shooting the Forsaken a wink of her shoulder, the queen slides out of the fountain, gathering up her clothes before waggling her fingers in Noah's direction and heading home.
~FIN
flora
Argumentative, antithetical dream girl
