I want roses set on fire
And I, well I want what’s best for me
"Oh." All Sam could do was shrug as well; he hadn't thought anything of adding the extra word. Maybe it was some show of respect, maybe distance, maybe it meant nothing at all: hard to say.
It seemed he'd surprised the Voice with his questions; Sam found himself transfixed by the blue shimmers in her eyes and when she spoke, intrigued by what she was saying. Frowning lightly, confused about how much more the Prince could mean for them (the creature was, after all, somewhat goofy and undignified). "What is he? I...can you tell me? Is this to do with the...person we found in the Spire too?"
That she seemed to think death was a possibility (though it was unclear if it was for himself or the Prince) was also alarming. "Wessex offered to help me with this. Would that be enough?"
It seemed he'd surprised the Voice with his questions; Sam found himself transfixed by the blue shimmers in her eyes and when she spoke, intrigued by what she was saying. Frowning lightly, confused about how much more the Prince could mean for them (the creature was, after all, somewhat goofy and undignified). "What is he? I...can you tell me? Is this to do with the...person we found in the Spire too?"
That she seemed to think death was a possibility (though it was unclear if it was for himself or the Prince) was also alarming. "Wessex offered to help me with this. Would that be enough?"
And I, I think I know just what that means
Just what that means
SAMUEL
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