Queen Mera: it is a pleasure to meet you Lord Arum
Lord Arum, He Who Rules the Swamp of Titans’ Blooms: (Well I can’t just lie to her and tell her it’s a pleasure to meet her as well because it’s Not. if we had met an hour ago she would have ordered my death.)
Lord Arum, He Who Views Ceding Conversational Ground as a Blow to His Pride: (but more importantly she is the one who exiled my Amaryllis and taught my beautiful, gentle, sweet Honeysuckle to hate and kill)
Lord Arum, He Who Loves His Partners More Than Anything and Will Hold Grudges on Their Behalf: (I may be willing to call you ally, but I cannot and will not forget that I met this man, one of the two loves of my life, as we tried to kill each other because of a war that you and your predecessors have waged on my kind.)
Lord Arum, He Who Has, At This Point, Lost His Train of Thought Entirely: (though I must admit that our first meeting was… electrifying. Seeing my Honeysuckle in combat, moving like poetry through the fabrics as he attempted to catch me before I could abscond with the Queen’s handkerchief)
Lord Arum, He Who Has Just Remembered He is in the Middle of the Most Important Introduction in the Universe Right Now and thus Does Not Have Time to Daydream About Damian’s Lithe Form Moving Through Soft Fabrics: Yes, thank you, Queen Mera. You have good handkerchiefs.
Lord Arum: (nailed it)
Caroline: *facepalming in the background*
