Safrin
How could he indeed. "For years I have been with him." She says, her voice remarkably icy and scalding at the same time. "All that I have done for him." Her nose and upper lip twitch into a snarl that makes her eyes appear feral. "Not even a year ago he asked me to mark him. To make him mine."
Raising her gaze to Ronin as he steps forward, Safrin glares at him then, daring him to be anything other than confident about who and what he was to her. It wasn't the first time she had started over, and despite her love for Ronin if he wasn't sure now, by all that she was, he could go up in flames as well.
Raising her gaze to Ronin as he steps forward, Safrin glares at him then, daring him to be anything other than confident about who and what he was to her. It wasn't the first time she had started over, and despite her love for Ronin if he wasn't sure now, by all that she was, he could go up in flames as well.
