FREEDOM'S BREATH || Introduction

[RHIANNON]

―――― The venom-soaked words did nothing to change Rhiannon's posture, her sweet smile only growing as she even brought herself to laugh softly at the sound of her name falling from his lips. Names had power, this she knew, and as far as Rhiannon was concerned, him speaking her name, knowing her face, knowing exactly who she was, and that she was oh-so aware of him was something that she would not let go away so easily. "I would not dare to forget," she purred softly at his sly words, gently shifting her posture to straighten the cloak over her body, protecting her from some of the afternoon sun. "There are many voices, yes, but all of them unique. Yours, my Ardent, is prominent since you speak publically often. The way you speak, as well, is unique only to you." To his comment of her flattering, she answered with little more than a smile as he sat himself down, given the shift of the sand near to her and the weight of it upon the ground. Her flattery hid her disdain, perhaps, but it gave her control where it felt like she had none, yet it seemed genuine enough that she exhaled gently as a paw swept away the tally marks she had made in the sand now.

"Is there something I might help you with, my Ardent?" It was an innocent enough question, asked with a small tilt of her head upwards as she smiled, "Or was it that I simply caught your eye in passing?"

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