Closed RP - Letsfeeltherain
Genevieve nodded once. “It really is not such an enchanting tale, my Lord. However, I shall walk with you and you may ask my all the questions you want. I cannot promise that I shall answer them all, but I will be as truthful as I may.” She lifted her skirts and began to walk, her eyes focused ahead. “Where shall I start? The beginning seems fitting, do you not agree?”
She glanced back at the prince, her head tilted slightly to the side. The sunlight fell upon her porcelain cheek and, for a moment, her eyes appeared like that of a feline.
(I think reblogging would be easiest because I don’t have such a limit on what I can type as my answer. If that’s alright with you?)
Thor matched the woman’s pace, and walked silently beside her. The afternoon sun was at his back, and perhaps on any other day, he might have revelled in its warmth. Today, however, with the topic of curses on his lips and the reminder of his brother's grim fate, he was in no mood to enjoy the pleasant heat. Instead, it felt stifling. "The beginning would serve well, my Lady. I would know your story."











