slow burn

Zariah Be dangerous darling, for the world rises and falls at your feet. "And sailors are oh so fond of their accouterments, aren't they?" Zariah said with a low laugh. Her lips curled into a smirk as Eloise breathlessly agreed. It was oh so nice when people followed along like they ought, rather than resisting at every turn. "I am so glad you think so." Zariah near cooed. She released Eloise's face but offered her an arm. Perhaps a bit odd but Eloise was a guest in the palace and it would only be polite for Zariah to show her around like a good host. If she accepted, she would continue to weave her spell, coaxing Eloise down the path she wished her to take. "Indeed there is, for there are no false pretenses of equality. Everyone is wholly unequal, in fact...though I do think it time for a bit of a shakeup." Zariah said. As they walked, Zariah continued. "Tell me, Ms. Teralux, what improvements do you think we are capable of here?" she asked. Not that Zariah didn't have her own ideas, but the best way to manipulate another's mind was to know where they stood already.