Phoebe
Phoebe was still heartbroken. She was still struggling to find the solution to the problem of the blight. But she had an offer she wished to make, that only Frey could give her permission to give. Knowing things were moving in quick order, she had no time to waste, and made her way to the shrine where she first met the god, basket of fruit offerings in hand. Of course, Pim came along, his own offering in his mouth. It was two precious pink dragon scales, certainly no larger than a sizable coin, but dragon scales nonetheless. He had shed them recently while growing and he thought them very pretty. A good present!
The two laid their offerings on the shrine, and stepped back. Pim plopped down and licked his scales. Phoebe clasped her hands together – remembering her promise from the time before to not kneel. ”Frey, if you could spare me a moment of your time…I wish to offer something to my brother and his fiancée for their wedding, but would require your assistance to make it happen. I hope you will hear me out.” she said, praying to her deity, her mentor, her friend.
The two laid their offerings on the shrine, and stepped back. Pim plopped down and licked his scales. Phoebe clasped her hands together – remembering her promise from the time before to not kneel. ”Frey, if you could spare me a moment of your time…I wish to offer something to my brother and his fiancée for their wedding, but would require your assistance to make it happen. I hope you will hear me out.” she said, praying to her deity, her mentor, her friend.
The Honeysuckle Princess
