LOCKE
What started off as a fun family outing had turned into the trio wandering down the waterways. Edmund was currently on Locke's back, lest his nice little pants get dirty. (Because gods forbid the little prince get stolen away by the water.) He sees the little tables all spread out and Frey looking like only Frey can look. He slowly sets Edmund down, ducking his head to the god. He still likes Frey, quite a bit actually. He's not sure how he feels about a match making thing but he's curious, at least a little bit.
And who knows, maybe he'll get paired up with Maeve or something. "Doesn't hurt to have a little fun, right?" He gives Edmund a little grin before turning to Maeve. Curious who we'll get.
And who knows, maybe he'll get paired up with Maeve or something. "Doesn't hurt to have a little fun, right?" He gives Edmund a little grin before turning to Maeve. Curious who we'll get.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
