"Beautiful?!" Keir blushed, wavering away from the word and turning his back on him; "you're going to have to walk me down the path for that one now, I don't think I want to go home - yet. I have some things to do." Her voice was strong, and where a previous hollow had sat in her stomach; was filled happily; with not just fish; but courage and adoration. Shai really had shown her the light, and not just in a metaphorical sense.
"You don't have to lie to me ********?" Grinning, Keir paused to rasp her lips, "I'll be your friend no matter what! You don't have to be so... er... flattering and everythin'." It was admittedly, the nicest she'd ever been treated by someone, anyone. She had been treated like a lady, like a princess. She clasped her hair up behind her, eyes fully visible, black swirls lacing down her back.
The princess, she thought, recalling past encounters with that word. The last place it had been used was stupidly by Lethe to describe her and Yanisin's relationship. Seemingly so distant, she frowned. Some prince he was, it seemed.
The prince that would never come to her rescue.
No, that prince was Shai Adi.
