You could paint yourself in blood and wear leaves in your hair, and I would deny you nothing as long as you came to me when I asked.”He looked at her, piercingly.“You’d look pretty with leaves in your hair.”“What about the Council?”“Leaves aren’t part of the uniform, I’m afraid.” He nipped at her ear. “Though they do like to rest on their laurels.
-Nenia Campbell
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