Phoenix Maplewood and damage her very soul?

hmm, praimfaya considers his words, capitalizing on compatibility in regards to hunting, travelling. it sounds easy enough but there is a creeping doubt nagging it's way into a space in the corner of her mind that whispers that finding an arrangement like that might be harder than falling in love. shouldn't i ...at least like him? she asks then, perhaps vying to the more 'romantic' side of it despite that they'd been speaking largely of making marriage a business transaction. i mean, praimfaya stares ahead, scowling. i don't care who he is or how great the alliance is i'm not going to be the mate of someone i can't stand.

her mind jumps to donovan and her skin crawls. yeah, no thanks.

there might be a few candidates ...if i'm starting with wolves i like. at least liking them was a step in a semi-correct direction in her mind.