Seraphina
the artificer
wanna play cheat, now says the sloth
a domino flush to his nose
a domino flush to his nose
He doesn’t stop her from dragging him toward the end of the bridge, their hands still together even as she pauses and his words marginally begin to make more sense. “Good morning…?” She repeats, though ends with a question. Not for the time of day, because it is still morning, but for the shift he’s taken and the explanation.
Her features soften as he explains, grateful for the bluntness, a cloudy laugh leaving her in a sigh as she shakes her head. “Oh thank Frey.” She murmurs, her gaze landing on their hands again before she immediately drops them before it prolongs into the already more awkward territory they’re driving straight for. “That would have been… A lot.” She finally decides, unable to surmise how much shit it would have stirred. “A quest for Safrin, though? One that has you professing love to people you hardly know?” Her jesting tones are back as relief spreads through her.
Her features soften as he explains, grateful for the bluntness, a cloudy laugh leaving her in a sigh as she shakes her head. “Oh thank Frey.” She murmurs, her gaze landing on their hands again before she immediately drops them before it prolongs into the already more awkward territory they’re driving straight for. “That would have been… A lot.” She finally decides, unable to surmise how much shit it would have stirred. “A quest for Safrin, though? One that has you professing love to people you hardly know?” Her jesting tones are back as relief spreads through her.
tickle that cheek and take your throne
pump your veins with gushing gold
pump your veins with gushing gold
