Lena
Munching on the delicious delicacy, dusting off her hands, and remembering it for future orders, she smiled – not with any wickedness, but certainly some ventures into the wide world of pastries, and the encouragement of multitudes. “I don’t know, I still find them compelling enough.” To not be bothered with any heinous cravings. “You’ll have to try the tiramisu sometime as well.”
The waiter brought her tea and croissant, and she broke it in two portions, listening to the motives behind the recent sojourns to Stormbreak. “I could try.” She’d certainly not be able to impart every faction – and there were likely better historians than herself. “What parts were you interested in seeing?”
The waiter brought her tea and croissant, and she broke it in two portions, listening to the motives behind the recent sojourns to Stormbreak. “I could try.” She’d certainly not be able to impart every faction – and there were likely better historians than herself. “What parts were you interested in seeing?”
The universe listens to brave
