Dancing to an older tune

It wasn’t long before she was spotted by the Queen herself. The elegant purple giant strolled towards her from within lands that now lay in her control. She looked the part. Regal and healthy. More whole than she had been the first time Keetie had seen her.

“Manea, my day just got a little warmer” she teased, closing her eyes for a moment and leaning to the side, as through Manea’s beauty was the sun. “Passing through, I wasn’t expecting to catch a familiar scent here. All this is… fairly new?” she took in another breath, sampling the air. Thick of Manea’s scent, and that of another. Eyes sparkling, Lorikeet leaned slightly forward, shockingly close to the border. “You know, I’ve never kissed a Queen before…”