Peace Offering Round Two

Avoiding the warlord had been a piece of cake. She hadn't seen him in days and that was perfectly fine with the blue woman. Her life was much more peaceful without the giant dire wolf nibbling at her last nerve. He was irritating. What was even more irritating was the fact that she had dreamed about him. Twice. The woman had woken up in the middle of the night after dreaming of the bastard warlord and each time had wrinkled her nose in distaste. The real wolf was nothing like the one in her dreams. If he was, perhaps they'd have been able to get along.

A sound from the doorway caught her attention and she assumed that it would be Andromeda coming to visit since the girl seemed to do so almost daily. Turning away from the project that she had been working on, Isa began to walk towards the door, "Andy, I-" The fae stopped in her tracks, brow furrowing as her gaze landed upon that of the bastard warlord himself. "Oh..." Isa sighed in exasperation. "It's you."

"Isa"