Blackfoot Forest l'amant

faramir seemed to trust in aaron, and madeleine nodded firmly. if they were to be part of rosings, they must do so. "it is an odd idea, but no so foreign. where i am from, girls of the nobility barely older than claudia are often married off, with no say in the matter." had the woman skirts, she would have smoothed them and sighed. 

settling for the latter, the redfurred maiden offered a warmer smile to the man than before. "i trust that you have many choices." do not choose my ward, she begged silently.