Hushed Willows Your last chance to negotiate

The fae let out a little "hmpf" at the laughter and the 'witty' remarks, but could not bring herself to dislike Orla for it. This truly was just who she was as a person, and thought it had upset Lumi and would probably upset many more after this, she couldn't force her to be nicer and more considerate. The fae was at a loss as to how she would deal with such a feisty, toe-stepping warrior in the future, when her rule was official and she couldn't be played with like this anymore.

Not heartbreak. She sighed, averting her gaze for just a moment. She felt Loinnir prune her fur in her neck to comfort her, surprised that the bird felt so much for her. For all his mean squabbles and nasty hoots, he could be quite the gentleman. I do not believe anyone has loved me in that way, ever — And I haven't either. She mused then, calmer now. It makes me think there is no such relationship etched into my fate whatsoever.