"Edy." The fire-mage answered simply. There was a time, another world, where no one needed to ask who she was, so prolific were the Launceleyns. Here that wasn't the case, though with Zariah's recent ascension to the throne and Edy's promotion, the ignorance of her lineage was fewer and farther between. "You?" She asked with a predatory casualness in her dark gaze, her eyes giving the man a quick once over, before turning her attention to the woman who'd suddenly strolled over.
Her eyes strayed over Mel far longer and with distinctively more appreciation than they had Eli, the Launceleyn raising a curious brow. With a bit of a groan at the barrage of questions, Edy picked up her glass and drained the contents, setting it down with a decided slam. "You do you, honey bunch." The Launceleyn drawled, dark eyes narrowed somewhat.
Her eyes strayed over Mel far longer and with distinctively more appreciation than they had Eli, the Launceleyn raising a curious brow. With a bit of a groan at the barrage of questions, Edy picked up her glass and drained the contents, setting it down with a decided slam. "You do you, honey bunch." The Launceleyn drawled, dark eyes narrowed somewhat.
you and me been catching on like a wildfire
