Rhiannon
Rhiannon sat in the proffered chair with a sickly sweet smile, batting her lashes at Koa, her dark eyes dancing with mischief. To an outsider, she would appear to be a young woman in love. To Koa? Well, if he could see past their ruse, he would find a wicked humor underneath. The fortune teller was too chatty, not even allowing them to get a word in before she was instructing them to take each others' hands, creating a sort of circle between them. She placed her right hand into the fortune teller's, then took Koa's hand, and gasped theatrically at the strength of their bond.
Forcing herself not to snicker at Koa's mischievous grin, Rhiannon fluttered her lashes demurely in the young man's direction. "Oh, it's new," she tittered with a shy little giggle, every inch the maiden in love. "It's been a month today," she added proudly, as though such a milestone was somehow noteworthy.
Forcing herself not to snicker at Koa's mischievous grin, Rhiannon fluttered her lashes demurely in the young man's direction. "Oh, it's new," she tittered with a shy little giggle, every inch the maiden in love. "It's been a month today," she added proudly, as though such a milestone was somehow noteworthy.
No one likes a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
What a shame she went mad
