You would do that? [She looks at him, and there is such appeal. A handsome face. If only he would succumb. If only she could make him family. He could be her consort, then. But she knows him well enough to know that he has magic, and that in this state she would not last long against it.]
I accept this compromise. It smells of iron and feathers, but I accept it nonetheless.
no subject
I accept this compromise. It smells of iron and feathers, but I accept it nonetheless.