[ Does he? She likes having the power to say no. No would be a rude answer to someone she has reason to neither trust nor distrust, though.
And a lady's armor is her courtesy, however tempered by steel she has become.
At last, here she is. Auburn hair, vibrant blue eyes, and regal bearing, though she is relatively unadorned by jewels, save for a silver wolf brooch. ]
What a kind smile my lord has. [ What bright eyes. The coyness is entirely absent from her speech. It is not flirtation, only something hiding beneath the grass. Guarded, charming, and polite. ] I pray that you should find my face similarly acceptable.
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And a lady's armor is her courtesy, however tempered by steel she has become.
At last, here she is. Auburn hair, vibrant blue eyes, and regal bearing, though she is relatively unadorned by jewels, save for a silver wolf brooch. ]
What a kind smile my lord has. [ What bright eyes. The coyness is entirely absent from her speech. It is not flirtation, only something hiding beneath the grass. Guarded, charming, and polite. ] I pray that you should find my face similarly acceptable.