Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191018075609/@comment-25828117-20191020012033

Lysilde's eyes were devoid of affection. Pity yes, but not affection.

This was uncharted territory. Even for her.

She had never been any good with suitors. It never amounted to anything. And now that she was aspiring to be a Moth Priest. There was little room for such foolishness.

She smiled then.

"We will get you out of this, Emile. I promise."

With that said she nodded her head politely and walked off.