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#camellia gets nothing but respect from her though even with the more humble aspirations of just wanting to be protected--
silversiren1101 Β· 5 months
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πŸ’ŽπŸ’ŽπŸ’Ž for Morolai on Valerius? πŸ‘€πŸ˜
[Oh hell yeah]
The dragon queen looks up from where she'd been absentmindedly cleaning beneath a claw, wickedly sharp and black. Eyes the color of acid twinkle in amusement and her lips, painted dark, twist into a smile that could almost be deemed 'affectionate.'
"Oh, Valerius. Vali. You wish to know my opinions on dear Valerius? I assume gossip has spread about our previous trysts...", she grins devilishly. "Why else would you be asking about him and I?"
A low hum reverberates from somewhere deep in her chest. "He is a prime specimen, what more can I say? He is a gentleman and a predator in one. His education is pedigree as his lineage. His physique... his body...", she clicks her tongue. "And his vicious wit is one of the few to match my own, same as his hunger."
She chuckles.
"I suppose that's the reason we keep a... healthy... distance between us these days. I respect him immensely, for all that he has accomplished and all he is capable of, but we both know ours is a hunger for dominance that wouldn't stop short of each others. We are simply two flames that'd only consume one another rather than make one greater pyre. His current chosen wife suits him much better in that regard with her... more humble aspirations." She says this with clear contempt. "Though it is nice to see him no longer moping about the place like a sad pup left out in the rain. It was an embarrassment."
A few seconds pass as she thinks, then rolls her eyes.
"Speaking of capabilities. there is very little I despise more than wasted potential, and dear Vali is capable of so much more than he's found himself content with in the moment. It's a shame, truly, but at least it keeps him from becoming a concern in my own personal politics. I need not worry about what threat he poses to Vyrdraig, so long as he continues being so devoted to that goddess of his... and his bloodthirsty flower."
"And, well...", she taps a claw against her lips. "My own pet keeps a close enough eye on them when he goes to visit Drezen. I suppose I should thank them for agreeing to these little 'exchanges' he proposed. It really has brightened up Maegar's mood since we haven't had crisis after crisis to keep him entertained."
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