that plagued her mind, she recognized that Vivian regarded her with care rather than fear or panic. It was a rare occurrence for Astrid, and it helped to clear her mind.
"Such a gentle touch...you do not fear me? Everyone fears me. I like this much more."
The moment she felt Vivian's hand against her feathers, Astrid tensed. The urge to strike out was imperious and maddening, but she managed to shackle her wrath.
Instead, she merely lashed out with a glare, but it began to soften almost immediately.
Through the accursed anger โ
It might not be the worst thing she's risked her life in pursuitโ not even close, now that she thinks about it.
And just like that, Astrid has a pretty, little โboth comparatively and overallโ, blonde thing reaching forward to place her hand upon those feathers to very softly โ
Aha...you're right. I'm just so fond of elโ
Queenโ?! Should I be bowing or kneeling to you right now? Oh, goddess, I am not dressed to be in the presence of a queen!!
I would be honored if you'd permit me to peruse your collection at some point. Not now, though, you are โ
Calm yourself my dear! Less you get far too excited!
But yes, I am indeed.. Queen in fact.
...Tomes? I do not know about magical ones but there is a collection of them..
Reading books keeps Astrid's mind calm and clear.
In fact, an ideal date night with Astrid might involve a visit to the local library in search of something she hasn't yet read.
There's certainly a lot to stare at.
The lower half of a dragon, feathery wings, feathery upper-half...
She may touch.
Once.
Lest she put her life on the line for anything more.
. . .
It's like all of her worst weaknesses woven together and flaunted right in front of her. She will stare โ Her gaze might never be free again.
Vivian very well might even poke forth to try and steal a touch if the opportunity presents itself. It's outside her control.
practically impossible for her to find an adventuring party to join up with, but Astrid hasn't yet given up hope that she can still live the life of an adventuring wizard.
chimera, with a feathered upper body attached to the lower half of a red dragon, wings and all. She retains her ability for conscious thought and conversation, though is liable to attack any who might get close.
This curse has made it difficult for the wizard to find work, and โ