If looks could kill..

Irritation was itching away at the woman, another was edging closer 'attempting' to be silent among the powdered snow. With a sigh she'd turn the crown to gaze up at the figure that stands to the right so confidently, how did she know that Renesme wouldnt just snap and gauge out the pretty little eyes of hers with a single second. That's the thing she didnt. With a shake to the crown the gaze would look back to the lake, when finally the autumn coloured dame would speak. How kean she was? It wouldn't go unnoticed. " It depends on what you mean by something, love. Im not one to simply druel over one mascaline beauty I see." Short and snappy was how the woman liked it, speaking to others was not a specialty that the princess would behold, nor will it ever be. But once again the dame started speaking. Twisting and turning the silhouette Renesme would look directly to Narsha, inspecting her every weakness and strength over before twisting the blood kissed lips into a wicked smile. " Tell me, Narsha ga-in beg, would you beg for your life right now if your throat was in my jaws, where with a single snap your dead, limp before you can carry the kings pretties. Because I can do that, hun. But I guess I wont as isardis wont approve, My names Renesme capriana, it'd be a lie to say it was a pleasure to meet you."

Come to me honey, If you think its funny, Come and get me !

Image by TYR.