Hushed Willows i will remember your life

"sounds  like  an  exquisite  deal  to  me," the faerie hums. she hadn't been all too involved in the politics concerning the court, but when have those ever interested her. she didn't know if allies along the coast would be beneficial besides inland and ocean item trades. well, trades and the trade of heart. aoibh glanced at the resting light on the horizon line and brushed past lumiya. "i'll  make  a  date to  leave  officially  then.  just  know  politics  are  not my  strong  suit." 

the fiery witch retreated deeper into the shadows of the willows, they seemed to be her best friend nowadays. soon she couldn't wait to feel the silken lips and touch of the sea serpent. it'd be hard to remember any of her bestowed ambassador duties. should she bring flowers? all dates bring flowers, of course she should bring flowers (or maybe sea wolves prefer crab delights?). her mind pranced on a rainbow of cheeky delight as she hummed an irish tune away, away ...