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Post by Golden Boy on Mar 7, 2021 23:15:42 GMT -8
"Rowan."
The Hunterheart blinked, slits contracting.
"I know people know that I got dragged off somewhere at Yule."
His head tilted as the shivering Autumn courtier clearly stated 'no promises'.
"But that shit I told you about silver is between you and me. If you make a motley pledge, we'll talk." The weight of the Wyrd hovered in the atmosphere as the Fairest held out his shaking hand, shimmering with a spark of glamour.
Rowan knew at this point how much of a precious resource it was for the other.
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Post by Rowan on Mar 7, 2021 23:36:54 GMT -8
"I'm not going to tell anyone about that." It was precious information for Rowan too. Putting Glamour on it was the smart thing to do, he would have been the same. This way, at least, Rowan didn't need to go through the uncomfortable conversation of 'which parts are sensitive'.
"I'll call when I have news, alright?"
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