Along the Shoreline

Raisa accepts it, and Virgil feels the burst of fondness growing within her chest. The goddess can only find it in herself to appreciate the ebony woman?s patience. She knows that they are beasts; wolves whose base instincts demand possession and hunger, both of which are hard to ignore. Lips quirk up at the woman?s threat, imagining such a thing occurring. ?Would you make me your maiden fair, and lock me away in a tower?? she teases, although they both know she is nothing close to such a thing.
She states that her borders will always be open, and how can Virgil deny a mutual agreement? ?Same,? she tells her. ?Would you like to stay the night, dear Queen? I understand if your pack needs you, but it is a long walk,? she says, genuinely wishing for Raisa?s comfort and safety. She has no doubts that the woman can defend herself against other wolves, but the night holds all sorts of dangers.