And when you kiss me goodnight

The king would respond in a some what formal warning to her affection and it'd leave her all the more intrigued. A man that lusts for his kingdom and women, for them to bore his children yet it would seem he was foreign to such affection. No, it was not a complete turn of but in fact more of a turn on- well for Renesme anyway. Not once has a male done such a thing in front of the mystical siren and she loved it. the incisors would attempt to delicately clamp upon the cartilage to only have the small tiara back away, the earthly brown coated upon the ear would flick as the warmth of his breath captures and tangles around. The nose would scrunch up as Renesme would look him over. A smirk coiling upon her lips.

" A king that gifts no type of affection, You really do interest me, Isar." A coo would toy against his lobes before the woman would depart from his warmth, his feel and protection. The thick lashes would flick across the voids as the oracle would stand to the side of the large albino, drinking him over. The moon would still cower over and Renesme couldn't help but just gaze at it " I heard war will soon break out, is that true?" The cranium would raise as the sentence before swiping the thoughts away. But if it was a possibility, we need more warriors to stand a chance and perhaps The pale woman new exactly how to get them.