Snippet #2734099

”Handsome and humble...” Robin smirked and tipped an imaginary cap.

“Robin Azura to a T.” He said. ”So, will you come back to the castle with me and try to woo the princess? It’s the only way she’ll ever fall for you, you need to be there, with her.” Robin sighed visibly. “And here I was looking forward to not getting Frostbitten.”

”It is what the Shadow King is doing as we speak, aiding her while she is ill.”

“Then this is an opportunity for two things. One, to see if your princess actually has feelings for me.” He told her as he started to gather several things. “Two, to get a close look at the Shadow King himself, and see if this talk of souls inside one body is true. If so, I’m gonna try and do to Lucien what you do to poison to a wound.” As he said this he pulled at his bag, “Help me really quick, I need you to look in there and find any sage. I’ll need those along with some Seelie magic infused water. It should be a flask of glowing water with the gold flakes, Ah! Here it is.” He pulled out what seemed to be a small glass flask of water with small glowing flecks. “It’ll be vital for an approach I’ll use on him. If my theory about the Shadow King holds true, it should, in theory, banish the unwanted spirit from the body.”

He took a deep breath and gave Narissa enough time to answer the what if question. “If my theory doesn’t stick, then I’m stuck in the castle with a very pissed off 400 year old great uncle. With this winter becoming more unnatural, I’m fearing there’s a worse evil on the horizon. I don’t want to juggle two evils at once.”

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Maelthra/Galen flushed at th realization of how they look. If Lucien wasn’t going to punish him for being tangled intimately with Clara, Narissa surely would. She talked to him about freedom.

”I like when you’re you, you’re someone I could...” she stopped herself there and his heart started to race several beats a minute. His face now beet red in embarrassment as he started to untangle himself. “I see.” He said, hiding his face from Clara. “I, need to do some work, checking supply chains, and other things, if the storm hasn’t blown it away.” He slowly started to get up. “We’ll talk more later, hopefully you’re well enough to celebrate your birthday soon too.”