their fall from grace will pave their path

The tension continues to build. Where he is the shadow, she is the light. Yin and yang, two halves of one whole, but both equally just as terrible. To see them both wearing crowns would spell tragedy. Devastation would follow in their steps. Yet, as she stares into his piercing pools of stormy grey, she wonders what greatness they could amount to. What if she were to truly apply herself? Where would it lead? Enticed by the idea that perhaps he could be a good thing to keep around, Calliope chuckles softly.

"What bigger and better things?" She pushes, inquires, probes. If he has no good answer, she knows it was for good that she hadn't stuck around. But if he has something in plan, then she could be convinced to stick around. Plus, he was growing into quite a handsome lad that makes her mouth water even only for a little bit. Even though her groin warms more for females, she didn't mind a round or two with males as long as they weren't too pushy.

"I have grown somewhat bored of my current reign," Calliope adds, hoping that it adds to the lure that he should indulge her.

"Speech"