EDMUND
Edmund gasps as Lady Safrin appears, momentarily stunned. "So pretty..." She's even more beautiful than he remembers.
But then his Goddess addresses him, and the child shakes himself from his stupor. The mere idea concept that Lady Safrin both likes his gift and wants to wear it is almost more than he can comprehend.
Still, Edmund gently and probably more carefully than necessary, clasps the bracelet around her wrist. "Thank you. I'm glad you like it, Lady Safrin." He flushes slightly at his Mummy's praise but stays silent as she converses with their Goddess. He has to be on his best behavior here, and the child is determined to do so.
But then his Goddess addresses him, and the child shakes himself from his stupor. The mere idea concept that Lady Safrin both likes his gift and wants to wear it is almost more than he can comprehend.
Still, Edmund gently and probably more carefully than necessary, clasps the bracelet around her wrist. "Thank you. I'm glad you like it, Lady Safrin." He flushes slightly at his Mummy's praise but stays silent as she converses with their Goddess. He has to be on his best behavior here, and the child is determined to do so.
I never realized how beautiful
Fires burn under the stars
Fires burn under the stars
