The stood and listened to the man. She felt the warm sensations of hot steam rise around her luxurious body. Her pale eyes stared into his. He was trying to real her in. He did not see her as a person, but someone to help his kingdom grow. A pawn. Though, she did not mind. She knew somehow she could sneak to the top. She was a people person, a people pleaser. She would flaunt her skills, help, mingle, maybe even catch a man's heart. The woman had her ways, she was not some horrible pawn this man may be use to. As he spoke her eyes did not move. She stared at him with her head held high. She was much smaller then him, but her attitude was much larger then someone could imagine. He spoke of woman to much for her liking. Many would not mention females so much when pitching a pack. She did not study it to much, because her decision was already made. He was a man of royalty. His golden bands nearly made her grovel at his paws. She was a sucker for Kings, but she did not let him know that. Her smile grew and she stepped forward one click. "Glaciem sounds marvellous, darling Isardis. I would love to join your ranks as long as you respect me. I am not some worthless Dog, I hope you know this. I was once worshipped, much like I know you are. I am no pawn." She giggled softly and tilted her head, "Now, lovely, where is my new home?" Her french vocals were sweet yet intense, there was no doubt that this one was quite sure of herself and not afraid of showing it.
"Speech"
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