[Luckily, he's worn the correct shoes for uphill battles. Every day of his life.
There's a glow to his gaze as he takes her in with the necklace. Right. That's it, isn't it? It looks a bit like a snowflake. The silver, the blue gemstone, matching with her silver hair and pale skin.
Ah. It really does suit her.]
Are you from northern lands? [He closes the mirror, now she's gotten a look at the complete picture. And yes, most men might have taken that as an indication that she was icing him out -- and perhaps that's true. But it changes nothing: she is a beautiful woman, and the necklace is blessed to be upon her throat.] There are few and far between I know that prefer the harsh touch of cold over the kinder summers. But I've always thought they produce much hardier folk. And... well, and sirens. Sometimes I would go north just to see the sirens.
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There's a glow to his gaze as he takes her in with the necklace. Right. That's it, isn't it? It looks a bit like a snowflake. The silver, the blue gemstone, matching with her silver hair and pale skin.
Ah. It really does suit her.]
Are you from northern lands? [He closes the mirror, now she's gotten a look at the complete picture. And yes, most men might have taken that as an indication that she was icing him out -- and perhaps that's true. But it changes nothing: she is a beautiful woman, and the necklace is blessed to be upon her throat.] There are few and far between I know that prefer the harsh touch of cold over the kinder summers. But I've always thought they produce much hardier folk. And... well, and sirens. Sometimes I would go north just to see the sirens.