Boartusk Heights upon return

the woman is far too small to stand guard. one gust of wind and she'd fly to the heavens. and her coat to fine to be marred by battle.

she asked for mercy. reyna would give it.
you will work as a handmaiden then — you are to answer to @Paloma for tending to those like karpos. she nods to the other newblood. the woman was still very much a stranger, and though her fledglings were larger and stronger now, they were still children. it's easy to write poetry of loyalty to bely the venom in the ink.

do you accept? the vampiress' tone gentled, giving room for some semblance of a choice.