Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet
"I am a commonwoman, Jata, nor am I from Korofi. If you didn't consider what that meant when you agreed, that's on you." she said with a shrug. It was his oversight really. Sure, nobles kept consorts and had grand affairs and so on. But commonfolk? Not nearly so often. It wasn't so broadly accepted as a reality. And to assume that her world had been just the same as his...well...a tragic miscalculation. "You said whatever I want, did you not?" she said, crossing her arms around her waist. "It is not arranged, you agreed to give it of your own will. It isn't about us making it work, it is about you making it work because you agreed to give me what I want. No amount of twisting of words and ideas and ideals will get you out of that. You've said before that I can trust you, that you care for me - prove it by being true to your offer." she said softly, lacking any force as she laid out the facts infront of him. |
bottom of the deep blue sea
Phoebe! |
the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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