The Red String of Fate

Sitri was from Ashen, allies of The Hallows. Dusk nodded as he spoke, giving the man her full attention. He spoke of his aunt, Venom, and of the importance of staying near family. The dark fae chuckled lightly and nodded. Family was quite important to her, so she completely understood. As he spoke, Dusk took the opportunity to look him over. He was a handsome beast and she could find no flaw in his appearance. Realizing that she found him handsome brought fire to the young woman's cheeks and she almost grimaced. Where did that come from? How did she even know what handsome was? What was happening?

It was difficult to pay attention now that she was thoroughly flustered, but she nodded as Sitri spoke anyway. He said that he'd never been to the castle and Dusk gave her head a little tilt. "Since Ashen and Hallows are allies, would you like to see the castle?" Was that too forward? Again heat filled her cheeks and she looked away, trying to get her shit together. "Y-you know... If you wanted to. No big deal or anything." Smooth...

"Dusk Carpathius"