[ P ] Best For Last

Everything is torn in the river deep

The sly smile remained plastered along her maw, allowing a moment of silence to creep in between them before she decided that she'd teased the poor man enough. "Come now, Victorian! I'll find a place for us to partake in this divine feast! I can't wait to hear about what you've been up to since I nearly crippled you." Nimue turned on her heal with one swift, graceful motion and tossed a wink back at him over her shoulder.

She practically skipped upon light-footed steps, thrilled to have won this lunch date without rivalry. There was an instance where she thought it might be better to allow the young man to have been chosen by another, but the opportunity was simply to sweet to pass up.

The enchantress came upon a clearing within the grove of eternally autumn-kissed trees, settling herself at the base of one of the larger trunks. Nim folded her paws daintily one over the other as she awaited her date to gather his bounty to the spot she had chosen.

@Victorian

"Go to the water so very near,
the river will be your eyes and ears."

code by claerie ~ art by ashon