➶ /im so sorry for her omg
meme | accepting
➶ slapping them
She knew very little about making an offering to one of the fair folk. It was one of the very few things Elinor had not brought up in her studies, remaining firmly rooted in geography and history, with etiquette and decorum annoying tied in somehow.
As such, there was only kitchen murmurings for Merida to go by. Of course there was at least one suspicious maid in the bunch of round, apple cheeked kitchen workers. She mentioned something simple, something as small as a single sugar cube.
Now as Merida looked up into the eyes of the fae, a hand cradling her stinging cheek, she cocked her head to the side. “Is that… not enough?”








