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Flora’s brows knit together, her gaze darting toward Hadama with open surprise. "Stormbreak? A stronghold?" she repeats, incredulous. "What makes you think that?" Her arms fold over her chest, tension rippling through her shoulders again as she shakes her head sharply. "Pretty much all the dragoons hate her and from what I've seen from visiting and talking to Mateo, nothing has been done to improve or strengthen the city at all." Dahlia was the only thing strong about Stormbreak, and that strength went with her, whoever she went. Starfall included.
Her gaze flickers sharply toward Deimos next, lips pursing tightly as she exhales a frustrated sigh. "Obviously, I'm going to wait until Ronin’s healed," she says pointedly, as if she can’t quite believe he thinks she’d act so rashly—though, perhaps given her earlier outburst, she can’t entirely blame him. "And you’re right—going to Stormbreak doesn’t fix Starfall. But it does give us somewhere safe to fall back to, especially if going to Starfall pisses the Family off the same way taking one of their birds did."
As for trees and seeds, the queen (shockingly) has no opinion.
Her gaze flickers sharply toward Deimos next, lips pursing tightly as she exhales a frustrated sigh. "Obviously, I'm going to wait until Ronin’s healed," she says pointedly, as if she can’t quite believe he thinks she’d act so rashly—though, perhaps given her earlier outburst, she can’t entirely blame him. "And you’re right—going to Stormbreak doesn’t fix Starfall. But it does give us somewhere safe to fall back to, especially if going to Starfall pisses the Family off the same way taking one of their birds did."
As for trees and seeds, the queen (shockingly) has no opinion.
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
