Honeyed Pasture nightking

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a gentle voice with a rasp to it. lionel swung his fool head in that direction, pleased to see it belonged to a woman. "i am." this one was pretty enough, with a willowy, elven build and a distinct hue to her eyes he hadn't seen before. it was not long before the pair was joined by another, a second girl wearing a fireflame coat and a compelling grin. 
both lovely, and he felt himself distracted by the fact he was the focus of their attention.
but helplessly, they were not the round-hipped selkie witch he could not longer locate, the one burnt into the back of his head like a brand. "i mean, i was." did they need to know who he searched for? "are you guys, uh, traveling together?" he glanced to the first, then the second. "maybe not," he laughed stiffly, noting her expression.