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Lunafreya Nox Fleuret | The Oracle ([personal profile] sacredrites) wrote in [community profile] pastorella 2017-01-22 08:30 am (UTC)

No, he wouldn't.

[ That is all the confirmation she'll give on that, still unsure of why exactly he chose to do this tonight of all nights, outside of a test or having expected a different result. She breathes him in unintentionally, brows knitting at the squeeze following his touch. It was kinder than she'd expected, kinder than she was used to. But, a moment was all she needed - a soft glow surrounding her for a moment before she pulls away fully. Yes, this would be highly improper if witnessed, not that she thought about Nyx in such a way right now. ]

I will be fine. I swear it.

[ Clearing her throat, her mask falls into place - the same one she uses in all political encounters. The same one that hides any pain she might feel after healing a few too many people because they'd been in far more need than she for relief. It's a mask of strength even if she feels as though she might fall apart at the slightest burst of wind. ]

Please, I must speak with the King.

[ Does she sound like a broken record yet? ]

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