Lanethil+and+Wren

It was late morning the day after the ball when Wren walked down the hall, carrying a tray of little cakes and breakfast dishes. Her hair was still partly wet from the baths and she smelled like fresh roses like she just got up, but her eyes said that she was tired. A guard posted outside of Yuki's door greeted the young elven witch as she approached, "Good morning, miss Dreamspinner. Come to see if the young priestess is awake?"

Wren nodded to him and knocked on the door, "Axton? Yuki? ...it's Wren. Are either of you awake?" The handsome elven guard smiled at her, "You know it's been a long time since I've seen you around... I used to buy potions from you... Now I'm forced to go to the shops and they're never as flirty as you were..." He put an arm against the wall, leaning closer to her. Wren laughed softly, "Mmm yes... I remember you... Lanethil, I believe is your name."

He nodded, "I believe you may have gotten even prettier since I seen you last..." Wren laughed, covering her smile loosely with her hand, "Such flattery when I've nothing to sell..." "Perhaps you'd like to see how the trees have grown since you've been gone while your priestess rests?" He smiled at her charmingly, leaning closer. "Aww... That's awfully sweet of you to offer, but I'm afraid I've promised that tour to Kale... besides... aren't you working?" she stepped back casually brushing him off, only to find Yuki's door at her back.

He smiled at her, "Of course I'm working... and I'll let you know how it turns out..." He stepped closer and leaned down. Wren laughed and put an arm out to block him backwards, "Ah ah ah... not so fast... no one touches these lips without my permission..." "Oh?" He raised an eyebrow, taking her outstretched hand into his and pulling her closer, "...and what happens if I do?" He held her in his arms, supporting her back and dipping her backward slightly as he looked down at her charmingly.

Wren's golden eyes sparkled as a devious smile spread out over her lips, "Oh... You **really** don't want to find out..." "Is that so? ...and if I asked your permission?" He still held her closely. Wren laughed softly, "Then I would say that it's sweet of you to ask, but it takes much more than that to win my kisses." <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">"Mmmm... does it now..." he leaned closer.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">A tiny black spider skittered out over the witch's full red lips, joined by two more crawling out of the opposite corner of her lips. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">"What the...?!" He quickly released his arms from her and took several steps back, letting Wren fall back against Yuki's door with a thump. <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Wren rubbed her head, still leaning against the door that caught her. The spiders gone, she looked over at him innocently, "Something wrong?"