Moonspear I'm gettin' tired and I need somewhere to begin

He listened with an appreciation for what she felt would be the path for her to carry. A strong woman, and yet there was a seedling placed within those words—a blush that crept to warm her beautiful cheeks, and Argent found his brows lifting momentarily in a rare display of surprise. “Is this your first time building so many…. Relationships at once?” He had assumed polygamy had been something she had been raised on, and so his interest was fully piqued, now.

She was confidant that Moonspear would thrive with countless lovers intertwining with one another—Argent, a man who had seen the other side of jealousy and what it did to others—including the demise of his father—was doubtful… Yet unwilling to let her go for lack of trying.