She broke out into a broad grin. A big, nearly goofy one that at least had the benefit of reaching her eyes, making them shine like silver coins in a fountain. There was a reason why some mistook Ariadne for a pixie. When she felt an emotion--really, really felt it--it was with all of her whole being.
What an honor! To be taught magic by a prince and god?
It was impossible.
And yet here, in Folkmore, she was beginning to truly believe that anything was possible. Which was a heady perfume, one she admired very, very much.
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She broke out into a broad grin. A big, nearly goofy one that at least had the benefit of reaching her eyes, making them shine like silver coins in a fountain. There was a reason why some mistook Ariadne for a pixie. When she felt an emotion--really, really felt it--it was with all of her whole being.
What an honor! To be taught magic by a prince and god?
It was impossible.
And yet here, in Folkmore, she was beginning to truly believe that anything was possible. Which was a heady perfume, one she admired very, very much.
"I don't know what to say. Thank you!"