Lavender and seasalt

A brow rose as the dame spoke about being cooped up. ?You can be free as a bird only on caging you is your self.? Speaking from experience the wraith rolled those shoulders as she sat there simply watching the other. ?However my time was spent training from the moment I could walk and speak.? Tradition died hard yet having always one to push things even at her younger age proved she was quite the dare devil when the blue dame wished to be.

Blinking once the serpent watched and listened. ?Abelinda Armada Dame of Glaciem.? Why wouldn't she have a name? This one was quite foolish if she believed her not to have one. ?So, what drove you to rolling near the edge of a cliff? A urge?? The serpent was in no way being kind or harsh more so proving to be indifferent.