How did she end up here?

  Nerezza wondered standing in her apartment Dru ducking into his rooms after handing her the stack of messages he’d collected from her not so direct line. He didn’t notice her intense stare at the official request of consideration from the order. The story echoed in her mind.

  Their meeting had been nothing like Lady Belladonna’s. She didn’t show off. They hadn’t asked her too and if thye had she would have turned them down. All they did was talk? How much weight did they assign to her words.

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  Well she sighed then scuffed. At least she was sure he wasn’t behind this request. Guardian Showl wouldn’t want her.

  Nerezza lifted a hand and summoned a quill and ink vat and wrote a swift rejection to the request. With a swipe of magic it swirled in a golden arching response.

  She was not Lady Belladonna she had no desire to accept a union request that wasn’t offered by a genuinely interested person involved in the union. She would never marry a man who didn’t like and respect her. She would never marry a man she didn’t like and respect the same.

  Though she thought as the magic fully dissipated. She didn’t, not like Guardian Showl. Which was more affection then she showed for most.