Drink to That

Zariah smirked a little. "If I wanted my Left Hand to be just like me, then I would never have chosen you. It is your differences from me that make you so valuable. I more meant, you will be able to anticipate me, read me, in ways that others cannot." she said, tilting her head back to finish off the last sip of her wine. Even if it wasn't the greatest stuff in the world, it did the job of warming her tummy and calming her nerves. The Family Head-Turned Queen poured herself another glass, swirling absentmindedly. "I think I will have to wait a little bit before having Remi make them. Making the keys and my ink, in addition to the general fortifications nearly killed him." she said with a bored sigh, eyes rolling. Such powerful magic in such a weak, weak body. It was such a shame, she thought as she sipped her new glass of subpar wine. "Though I bet he could manage to conjure some better wine...that might take priority." she said jokingly, wrinkling her nose at the red liquid in her glass. At her last statement though, a wicked grin curved Zariah's lips. "Well now, I have been working on a solution to that problem." she said quietly. Reaching out, she gently took Edrei's hand, allowing her new form of suggestivity magic to course through her counterpart. "It would be terribly inconvenient if you suddenly had the uncontrollable urge to kiss me whenever I said your name." she said, before she released Edrei's hand, smiling at her still. "Wouldn't it, Edrei?" she said, words spoken almost in a whisper. Zariah I won't be held down by who I used to be