"Alright then. Off you pop sunflower. I'll come and find you once everything is complete." Reaching forward, Frey pressed a kiss to the end of Phoebe's nose, their hands tangled luxuriously in her hair. Quickly they disappeared, leaving behind the sultry scent of woodsmoke and honeysuckle so that the soon-to-be-madame could get better acquainted with the newest creature to share her soul.
~FIN
~FIN
FREY