[She says his name like a caress, a promise, and then laughs, all pride and dark joy. Sharp claws and proud wings, a white prince at her beck and call, all that glorious bright power and strong heart under her command... Why, this sounds like a story straight out of some fairytale, and something about the whole notion of it rather appeals to Riful. Clothing and stories, loyalty and comrades... she had always been fascinated by the trappings of humanity. From time to time, she even adopts them as her own (only to shed them like so much cast off snakeskin, with hardly any thought at all.)]
Well then, my prince, why don't we test out your new power? As my gift to you, we'll retake your lands, and reshape them to your liking.
[That she's returning to him what was previously his is... just a technicality, really.]
awww yeah, reminds me I need to make an Awakened icon mule for this girl
[She says his name like a caress, a promise, and then laughs, all pride and dark joy. Sharp claws and proud wings, a white prince at her beck and call, all that glorious bright power and strong heart under her command... Why, this sounds like a story straight out of some fairytale, and something about the whole notion of it rather appeals to Riful. Clothing and stories, loyalty and comrades... she had always been fascinated by the trappings of humanity. From time to time, she even adopts them as her own (only to shed them like so much cast off snakeskin, with hardly any thought at all.)]
Well then, my prince, why don't we test out your new power? As my gift to you, we'll retake your lands, and reshape them to your liking.
[That she's returning to him what was previously his is... just a technicality, really.]