After a moment, Kael realized that Gemma was staring at her. She cleared her throat and, when that didn’t stop the staring, took a long sip of her drink.
“You know….” Gemma said slowly. “The first thing you said to me started with idiots. But I don’t see how making a plant extinct is a good idea. And ah -” If she had been irked about the bar, she was trying not to be angry now. “Is that how you see everything? Beautiful painting, oh, look, a potion ingredient. Lovely landscape, look for potion ingredients”
“Pretty girl,” Kael offered dryly, “either talk too much about potion ingredients, take her looking for potion ingredients, or think about the forbidden potions where a lock of her hair would be the final touch.”
“There aren’t- those are fairy tales, aren’t they? Drop of blood, lock of hair, that sort of thing?” Continue reading