#feroxi dancer

[flourpicker-blog]

❁ -- feroxi-dancer -- ❁

     "I possibly couldn't allow a lady such as yourself handle those bags alone!" Inigo firmly declared, nonchalantly sauntering toward the woman who fumbled with her groceries. Upon closer inspection, it seemed like she resembled someone really familiar. Oh, wait... it possibly can't be! The smooth, silky pink hair cascading down her shoulders... that's definitely her.

     "M-Mother? What are you doing here?" Oh gods, he almost tried to flirt with his own mother. The woman who birthed him (actually, if he thought about it, she actually didn't. Time travel was confusing.)

[know-that-i-loved-you]

"H-How? I was there in Plegia. I helped them escape. H-How are you....?"

"I’m fine… thank you…" Emmeryn replied to the plainly nervous woman with a courteous nod and an inviting smile. "I’m… sorry… but where? Who… needed help… escaping?"