โPerhaps your sword does indeed cut the deeper wound, yet there are moments when subtler means are required.โ
Leaving the poison untouched, she took a measured step nearer, her emerald gaze lingering upon his face.
โWill you put it to the purpose for which I prepared it?โ
โ my sword is of
far greater use to
me than a cup of
poison . โ
regarding her in
silence for a moment
before head tipped .
โ yet i am willing
to make use of it . .
for * your efforts . โ
โDo you not think it could serve you well?โ
A faint smile touched her pale features as she lifted her gaze from the poison and studied him.
โMany battles are won with fire, yet there are others that demand far less effort. I have seen it.โ
Alys's attention returned to the vessel she was stirring. She had no need to look up to sense his approach. It was the heat she feltโthe blood of the dragon announcing his presence long before footsteps ever could.
โPoison, my prince.
The deadliest weapon in a woman's arsenal.โ
hands clasp neatly
behind back . boots
clacking upon stone
to slowly close the
distance between
them whilst singular
eye fixed on the table
before him .
โ my rest was
fair . . what is
this that commands
your attention ? โ