ZARIAH
I haven't been falling all this time - I've been flying
Zariah laughed low, placing her empty glass on a side table before clasping her hands, elbows on the arms of the chair. "Clearly you do not have children who wish to be entertained every second of the day, or you would know why partaking in these childish games might earn you favor." she said quietly, a smirk curving her lips. The Archmage leaned back in her chair, considering him as he opened his arms and spoke of his goddesses love. "Women like your goddess give their affection to those who are perpetually useful to them and that which they seek to attain. Are you perpetually useful, Amun?" she asked, raising a brow.
