Whether or not she believed him, and whether or not she actually thought him capable of the task given to him was a mystery. As the words left the boy's lips, Safrin's icy touch immediately disappeared replaced with enigmatic warmth. Her fingers rose to his cheeks, stroking softly as she nodded.
"Very well. I accept your fealty then, Oliver." She whispered, and as she pulled back away from him, he'd find his body suddenly shrinking and contorting, melding in on itself as his point of view suddenly lowered to only about her shin.
"The price for failure is far too steep for you to pay. Keep that in mind." Safrin added, almost casually, as if she wasn't implying his death.
"Very well. I accept your fealty then, Oliver." She whispered, and as she pulled back away from him, he'd find his body suddenly shrinking and contorting, melding in on itself as his point of view suddenly lowered to only about her shin.
"The price for failure is far too steep for you to pay. Keep that in mind." Safrin added, almost casually, as if she wasn't implying his death.
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