and I tried to remember how nice it had been
”The mighty huntress was distracted,” Vai remarks with a flash of teeth, stepping back to let him take his go, though it would be a lie to say she isn’t also considering sabotaging him. Still, her prize is a small stuffed rabbit, one that she tucks happily under her arm. Drinking the last of her beer, she leans into Zeph as they return to the festival, waving to the stall vendor.
The golden ears of corn certainly look tempting, especially when dripping with the flavoured butter that the Fae attending to it is doing. But an eating contest? Scoffing, she gives him an elbow in the ribs. ”I can think of something better to wrap my tongue around,” she says under her breath, before taking a seat before the fire. ”Go on then, sir.”
The golden ears of corn certainly look tempting, especially when dripping with the flavoured butter that the Fae attending to it is doing. But an eating contest? Scoffing, she gives him an elbow in the ribs. ”I can think of something better to wrap my tongue around,” she says under her breath, before taking a seat before the fire. ”Go on then, sir.”
a long long time ago
Vervain
