ZARIAH
I haven't been falling all this time - I've been flying
”Curious.” she said lightly. If the girl was not Destined, it was indeed a miracle to see her prancing about on the water. Zariah’s eyes scanned the girl. Perhaps she had some sort of magic device that allowed her to hover upon the water as she did. Doll-like eyes caught the shimmer of the band around her ankle, her head tilting slightly as she considered it. Anklets weren’t the most common accessory in her mind – perhaps that was the means by which the girl waltzed on water?
Her gaze flicked back to where the companion pumpkin was. ”Your companion?” she said, beginning to stroll in the direction the funny little thing had gone, wishing to get a closer look at it. Was she scared for her safety? Surely not. What damage could a pumpkin do to her? But the hum of wings distracted her, and she looked over to where the Fae man landed, watching him in silence with a cool gaze. Unlike the redhead, she said nothing, simply waiting for him to speak or act.
Her gaze flicked back to where the companion pumpkin was. ”Your companion?” she said, beginning to stroll in the direction the funny little thing had gone, wishing to get a closer look at it. Was she scared for her safety? Surely not. What damage could a pumpkin do to her? But the hum of wings distracted her, and she looked over to where the Fae man landed, watching him in silence with a cool gaze. Unlike the redhead, she said nothing, simply waiting for him to speak or act.
