PHOEBE
A mercenary then? She smiled at him warmly and nodded. "That's a good and needed line of work. Especially since the whole standing army thing seems to have fallen apart." she said. With Zariah suddenly gone, Edrei had yet to do anything with the groundwork she had laid. So mercenaries seemed a necessity, given there were no formal protection forces in the Grounds.The young midwife grinned when he accepted her offer. It would make her feel better to have given something in return for his help. "I've had some beef roasting with some vegetables and gravy." she said as she headed into the kitchen at the far back of the clinic. Pim scurried after her, sniffing the air with anticipation, easily distracted from Jata by the smell of yummy food. He waited by the oven, trilling with excitement as Phoebe pulled out the pan.
Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
