The farm? Velma asks, her curiosity peaking slightly, the same as her eyebrow.
I would love to visit the place some day and maybe learn something of the old ways There is a subtle change in her smile to polite and proper.
The Succubus head turns slightly as she notices the Prince leaving the premises, she turns her head again as if trying to notice something else, she takes a moment longer as if waiting for something to happen at the Mekhet table but nothing seemed to be going on.
No walls going down tonight.
I believe court is coming to an end. She informed as if excusing herself already. The songstress raises and then prepares to leave.
I look forward to continue our conversation, maybe we should schedule a clan meeting soon enough, for the sake of knowing one another without the constrains of official court or the election of a new Priscus. Her tone is as much of announcement as it is of someone who is trying to get the pulse of how well her suggestion is received amongst her peers. Truth be told last clan meeting had been all politics and no fun...
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