You not wanting me...
Phoebe just smiled and nodded. Indeed, a demigod she was. But she regularly forgot that even with her glamour magic, many people didn't make the connection between the two.
As for the Draig..."No. Frey has bid that I stay out of the war in the safe haven." she said. A bit of guilt welled up in her gut though as she said the words. Why Frey wished her not to join her fellow demigods was a mystery to her, and frankly she was too afraid to ask for fear they would change their mind. The thought of fighting in the war chilled her to her bones.
But Boreal seemed impatient, and she smiled a bit at the little dragon. "My apologies. I shouldn't have kept you." she said, giving him a way out of the conversation.
As for the Draig..."No. Frey has bid that I stay out of the war in the safe haven." she said. A bit of guilt welled up in her gut though as she said the words. Why Frey wished her not to join her fellow demigods was a mystery to her, and frankly she was too afraid to ask for fear they would change their mind. The thought of fighting in the war chilled her to her bones.
But Boreal seemed impatient, and she smiled a bit at the little dragon. "My apologies. I shouldn't have kept you." she said, giving him a way out of the conversation.
...Was the beginning of me wanting myself
