+iridescentdaughter, +theperfectlost-thing, +thedarkestpitch
Seraphina inclined her head stiffly to the newcomers, her long dark hair floating lightly in the air in the breeze. Her fiery golden eyes narrowed slightly as they intruded on her peace, but nonetheless, she regarded them with a regal and welcoming air. "Welcome to my domain," she said with a polite smile. "How can I be of--"
Her eyes suddenly found a familiar dark figure in the corner, and her speech faltered for a moment as a rush of memories and emotions clouded her mind's eye. Forcing herself to look away and to quell her memories, finishing with the same polite smile, "Assistance?"










