it does not bother me to say this isn't love
"Ooooh, gods you're clever." You purr happily, giving Sera's fingers an encouraging squeeze as you imagine having this constantly at your disposal. Of course your mind immediately circles back to Dorian and all the quips he might have about it and excuses to make use of it. All under your supervision, you imagine.
With your hand tightly clenching hers and your shoulder offering both stability and nervous excitement, you swallow silently as Sera calls. Or prays. Or whatever this is. As a disciple of Rae you're less apprehensive about calling down this particular deity as opposed to Safrin or Ludo for example. But still your belly is full of butterflies as you wait, heart in your throat.
With your hand tightly clenching hers and your shoulder offering both stability and nervous excitement, you swallow silently as Sera calls. Or prays. Or whatever this is. As a disciple of Rae you're less apprehensive about calling down this particular deity as opposed to Safrin or Ludo for example. But still your belly is full of butterflies as you wait, heart in your throat.
October
