Phoebe
the nightingale
The nightingale appear'd the first
And as her melody she sang
And as her melody she sang
The temptation to comment on his quip was quite real, but she resisted if only for the sake of avoiding further argument. She lacked the energy or will to keep up such banter with him for longer than was absolutely necessary. So as he conceded to speak elsewhere, she nodded and took the lead...walking straight to the Halenani of all places. "Frey made every room of this place soundproof." she said as she led the way up the front steps and into the brothel. It was an immaculate establishment, airy and beautiful, despite the sordid activities that took place behind closed doors. And though certainly such things were actively in progress, true to her word, only the sound of the distant waves could be heard as the Madame led him up to her attic apartment.
Phoebe gestured to a chair at her dining table as she walked past it, choosing instead to lean against a counter. "So where do you want me to start?" she said, crossing her arms. He was the one who wanted information after all.
Phoebe gestured to a chair at her dining table as she walked past it, choosing instead to lean against a counter. "So where do you want me to start?" she said, crossing her arms. He was the one who wanted information after all.
The apple into blossom burst
To life the grass and violets sprang
To life the grass and violets sprang
