Calisí;
I lick a canine as I stare at him, and I see curiosity flicker in his eyes as he stares at me.
This will be fun.
I look up at Avaren, who now has a hand gently stroking my hair, and find him lounging lazily. His chin is propped on his knuckles like a bored child. I smile. He's already bored when we haven't even started?
Ay…
My eyes flick back to Balinar when he suddenly drops to one knee, as he bows his head.
"Witches of the Erebus Coven," he declares with a voice deep enough to rattle a simple audience. "I come seeking alliance." He adds, and I raise a brow as I place my palms on my throne between my legs.
A ripple of whispers and a few scoffs rise in the cavern.
I don't bother hiding my grin, and Avaren's fingers twitch in amusement in my hair; he can feel I'm seconds from causing chaos.
But Balinar, who is completely oblivious to this, continues.
