Edrei Launceleyn
You know I talk too much. Come put your lips on mine and shut me up
You know I talk too much. Come put your lips on mine and shut me up
Edy's eyes hungrily lingered against Zariah and the indomitable position she held over Remi. It made her smirk outwardly, but inwardly she was filled with pride and praise for the head. Z had channelled herself from a raw lightning storm into something honed and sharpened to utmost precision. It was as terrifying as it was beautiful. But that was Z all over.
Straightening as Z approached, Edy let her face be cupped with all the willingness of a naive child. The kiss against her forehead was like ecstasy, though the younger Launceleyn made sure to keep her face schooled into an appropriate look of gratitude. "Thank you." She said with a smile, before her dark eyes flashed towards Remi.
"I think he tries to be oh so good, but doesn't even know why." Edy whispered back, lips twitching as she crossed her arms once again. "Especially in this place, good is relative."
