Galatea

(This looks really cool? Don't really know my way around here yet, but I'll offer to throw my hat in the ring.)

(I'm doing much better, thank you! Glad you made it back safely!) Qeen physically felt her shoulders relax at the sight of the sky. The cold metal of the window just accenting the dark grey of t...

(Sorry! I've been sick the past few days and am only coherent enough to make sentences now. I'll just pretend I crawled away to my cave in shame at *Teeth*) Qeen breathes out in slight exasperat...

Qeen honestly felt right at home in the palace. She practically blended into the environment, dressed as she was in her white, silver, and gold. It just made Tseth stand out all the more however. W...

Qeen resumed her place by his side, helping him to remain standing. They did not have all the time in the world. Several factors were cutting away at their available escape time actually. It was a ...

Qeen laughs at first, amused by the suggestion. She was still faced away, staring at the wings mounted on the wall. Butterfly wings, with delicate marbling's in the color, quite beautiful if taken ...

Qeen squares her shoulders unconsciously as Tseth reconnects with his wings. She's not even intimidated, she logically knows how wounded the man is, that he technically needed her help, but there w...

Qeen watched with wide, fascinated eyes. This kind of thing was right up her alley. It scratched a specific itch in her brain that she didn't even know she had. A puzzle, mixed with history, lights...

Qeen was startled by the sudden stopping, Tseth's weight making her stop as well with a soft grunt. She turned to follow his gaze, eyes landing on the ornate door. Her first, immediate, reaction wa...

Qeen lets out a relieved breath as they get into the hallway unchallenged. The hallway is familiar as she was just out here a few moments ago, poking her nose where it didn't belong. She was only h...