we'll be fine

He was disappointed.

Did he... like her? Or was he just looking to smooch? Anyone? Wren hid her frown, her own disappointment he hadn't just gone for it. Wait, what was she saying? She was still hung up on her alpha, and she didn't want a fling. She wanted a partner. She wanted attention, affection, being the center of someone's world... She wanted love. Rolling away from him, she straightened and turned her attention to the Gorge.

With her back to Mercury, she lifted her lip briefly. Her eyes closed and she could almost sigh. "You're a prince" she repeated "you didn't need permission" Consent was a thing, but maybe whirlwind affection was also "not to kiss me anyway" More than that? Sure, yeah. Totally. As for being a Queen... She doubted this. She didn't point out she was a pauper, not a princess again. "a-anyway. Yeah let's keep going."

"Speech"