She stared at his wings, her eyes sparkling in awe.
"So...pretty..." She hesitantly reaches to touch his wings. "I remember having wings..." She moved her hair aside to show him some black stumps where wings should have been.
"I don't know who took them though. Probably the same people who used+
Valuable Vixen -a.k.a Yana Sylvaro (+others)
He moves to catch her, feathered wings tinted with gold unfurling from his back and enveloping her in softness as he helps her rebalance.
"Much, thank you. Yana, I'll remember that. I'm sorry for your predicament, royalty is never the idealistic life the media portrays it to be."
𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮
instantly looks exhausted as she stumbles slightly. "There. Better?"
