Contemplations

N/A · 10-16-2013, 10:53 PM

The ghost of a woman moved around her, and Eris kept her eyes on her, her old wariness creeping in though she did her best to force it down. Should the other woman harm her, she could defend herself and her unborn children. It appeared that she was far more interested in messing with her mentally than physically, anyways. Her words didn't even phase Eris. She knew she was simply one of many, had no illusions about her brief affair with the king. She hadn't expected to call him, hadn't expected the overwhelming sense of her heat to cause her to just give herself to his touch, his taste, and hadn't truly expected to carry his blood.

"A girl must always do what pleases her king best."

Her voice was a coy purr, and her look pointed at the ghost of a wolf who spoke to her. "Who are you, anyway? You must be of his blood, for your words about his actions with his women to be thrown about so easily." She observed mildly, her expression tinged with boredom mingled with curiosity as she looked at the stranger.

Speech,

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