Starglow Basin your bloodstains on my custom coutures

fiamma's grin grew wider at the compliment—even if it was not sincere. and she knew it wasn't. there were greater beauties out there, and this man was a flatterer. but she'd take the saccharine words in stride.

no, she replied, shaking her head. i'm a noblewoman—back home, i wanted for nothing. but things changed, and so here i am.

she continued her prowling step, encouraging the man to follow. i am restless, you see? she remarked. i know well what danger lies outside. everything can change in an instant, signore.

fiamma paused briefly, slackening her pace to look the man in the eye. tell me about yourself, osiel melendez, she purred, smiling.