Phoebe
The Nightingale
Phoebe considered his hand for a moment, still unsure of his motives. But she took the risk and took hold of it, shaking his hand with a confident grip. "It is good to meet you, Danta. I had been curious about meeting an Ancient." she said with a small smile.
At his words though, she couldn't help but laugh a bit. "I noticed." she said. [say["But why?" She knew she was pretty, but surely nothing special, forgetting that her glamour magic made her a soft glowly angel of a person.
"Ah, I see, so I've interrupted your hunt." she said a bit sheepishly. It had been niave of her to assume she could just interrupt another person's work, just because she was curious about them. "My apologies. I should let you get back to your hunt."
At his words though, she couldn't help but laugh a bit. "I noticed." she said. [say["But why?" She knew she was pretty, but surely nothing special, forgetting that her glamour magic made her a soft glowly angel of a person.
"Ah, I see, so I've interrupted your hunt." she said a bit sheepishly. It had been niave of her to assume she could just interrupt another person's work, just because she was curious about them. "My apologies. I should let you get back to your hunt."
love is the flower you've got to let grow
