Ankyra Sound Orphaned Prince

the sylph was used to seeing fear in her captive's eyes -- it did not rein her in. while she had very little matronly feeling for this youth, perhaps it would grow -- or perhaps, he would slip off some time in the indeterminable future.

with a sickly smile caiaphas assessed the question, finding it a most amenable trade. "you would want to stay, simply because i can take better care of you." she spoke very matter of factly, as if this topic were a frequent thing for her -- and perhaps it was.

"surely, child -- and i could tell you much more than that." she hunkered down in the sand, her stomach flush with the damp earth. "this could be an exciting adventure for you, if you were up to it." cue a crocodilian smile.