Northstar Vale Talking to the mirror

She was cheerful, much so. It reminded him of his younger years. You know, not the many beatings and bullying he had received from his grandfather, but after he was taken away by the Nereides. When the youth there, not having been trained and hardened against men, were still delicate and sweet. 

Of course I do, ma'am. Any true gift is worth cherishing, especially from a lady. And though it may have sound flirtatious,  some line out of a book, he was being true. To receive any praise from a woman should be revered where he came from, given the fact that men were peasants to a woman's royalty. 

Maybe you could keep it there, safe with your trinkets, until I make a proper place?  He spoke, smiling delicately and his golden amber gaze moving over her, though not directly seeking her face. I can carry it there for you, if you'd like?