Phoebe
She blinked in surprise but then immediately chastised herself. Of course Frey knew. She watched as the tree appeared to shimmer, then fall in two. The blonde approached it, examining the rings the deity noted. It was clear where the great plant had encountered hardship, yet continued to grow until the rings righted themselves again. She swallowed a lump in her throat as the tree reassembled and she nodded. ”I know. That ring of my life is just…still very fresh.” she said with a light sigh. She knew it would pass, deep down. But the emotions and nerves were still raw. As with the tree, only time would fix this struggle.
A light laugh escaped her lips as she smiled at Frey. ”Well clearly, but I suppose I think of you and pink in particular.” she admitted. Pink could be bright and light, it could be bold and alluring – it was a very Frey color she thought. And their almost nonchalant, bored reaction to Remi was…well…very Frey too. She would be sure to tell him that Frey was indeed very much over it.
She smiled a little, glad Frey was even considering her proposition. ”Of course. It would be an offer to them to take or leave as they wish.” she said in agreement. She wouldn’t push it onto them – they did have Aoife after all – but she thought, for Remi especially, it was an offer of something he might’ve thought he’d never have. But soon the images Frey conveyed were swirling in her mind, and her brow furrowed a bit in confusion – which then she felt very stupid for. Whatever Frey was implying was surely obvious but her brain wasn’t putting the pieces together. Study fatigue was a real struggle lately. ”They would have sex and I would just miraculously be pregnant?” she said, a bit sheepishly, feeling badly for her own stupidity. But certainly they didn’t mean having sex with her because then it would be her baby with either Ronin or Remi, not Ronin and Remi’s.
A light laugh escaped her lips as she smiled at Frey. ”Well clearly, but I suppose I think of you and pink in particular.” she admitted. Pink could be bright and light, it could be bold and alluring – it was a very Frey color she thought. And their almost nonchalant, bored reaction to Remi was…well…very Frey too. She would be sure to tell him that Frey was indeed very much over it.
She smiled a little, glad Frey was even considering her proposition. ”Of course. It would be an offer to them to take or leave as they wish.” she said in agreement. She wouldn’t push it onto them – they did have Aoife after all – but she thought, for Remi especially, it was an offer of something he might’ve thought he’d never have. But soon the images Frey conveyed were swirling in her mind, and her brow furrowed a bit in confusion – which then she felt very stupid for. Whatever Frey was implying was surely obvious but her brain wasn’t putting the pieces together. Study fatigue was a real struggle lately. ”They would have sex and I would just miraculously be pregnant?” she said, a bit sheepishly, feeling badly for her own stupidity. But certainly they didn’t mean having sex with her because then it would be her baby with either Ronin or Remi, not Ronin and Remi’s.
The Honeysuckle Princess
