frey
"Selfish, weak, mortal." Frey adds on with a shrug, their gaze shooting to the core of Amalia and visually caressing all the hidden parts of her that never want to see the light. "What, you think if you stare hard enough the situation is going to change? Not this time girlie. You knew what you should have done before and you didn't do it. You're flesh and bone and blood and while sometimes that makes your stupidity forgivable, you knew what you should have done and you didn't do it. Those big old dark eyes don't change that."
Frey stands, throwing their peach on to the ground where it immediate degrades and blossoms into a flower. "It's probably already too late." They added, their lips sensual and full twisting into a smile. "You've all already failed. Its all gone too far. But don't beat yourself up too much, I know you're not into that sort of thing—" They interjected with a lazy wink. "—it wasn't just tonight that you fucked up. Oh no, it was all that baking bread and looking for Safrin's stupid books while the new kids on the block were plotting and planning."
Off one hook and on to another.
Frey stands, throwing their peach on to the ground where it immediate degrades and blossoms into a flower. "It's probably already too late." They added, their lips sensual and full twisting into a smile. "You've all already failed. Its all gone too far. But don't beat yourself up too much, I know you're not into that sort of thing—" They interjected with a lazy wink. "—it wasn't just tonight that you fucked up. Oh no, it was all that baking bread and looking for Safrin's stupid books while the new kids on the block were plotting and planning."
Off one hook and on to another.
