Phoebe
Her cheeks flared red, dark enough now to be noticable, at his compliment. It should have made her heart flutter. It should have made her happy or excited. But instead ungly red flags raised in her mind, and her brown eyes cast back down to the book in her hands. "You're really too kind. I'm nothing compared to the women around here though." she said softly. And though it was indeed a self deprecating comment, it wasn't said out of pity but surety. Torchline women all seemed to be curvaceous and she was thin and delicately built.
That was fine though. A relationship was the last thing she needed on her plate. It would just end in misery anyways.
But his final comment pulled her from her reverie though, and she looked up at him wide eyed. "You...trusted youd wares...to a thief?" she said incredulously. "I don't mean to insult you or over step here but...that...doesn't seem very smart."
That was fine though. A relationship was the last thing she needed on her plate. It would just end in misery anyways.
But his final comment pulled her from her reverie though, and she looked up at him wide eyed. "You...trusted youd wares...to a thief?" she said incredulously. "I don't mean to insult you or over step here but...that...doesn't seem very smart."
I can see your sad story eyes,
So how do you have no words to say
So how do you have no words to say
