i'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
i'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

"Good to know." she says, her tone soft, betraying her distant thoughts. "Hopefully they won't have any problems with me. If they do... well..." she chuckles, deliberately trailing off. "Don't worry, I won't instigate, I promise." she offers a fleeting smirk, dark eyes still glistening. They continue onwards, following the trail through some thick pines. There is quiet between them as they journey, eventually coming into a large clearing.

It is certainly nice, Zhenya thinks upon first inspection. "Beautiful." she says simply, not really listening to what Lyden is saying - instead she is too focused on looking around. "I can see why you chose this place." She listens to Lyden speak of his harem again, and she stays quiet, letting him speak as much as he wants.

He speaks next of his rules, and Zhenya gives a slow, thoughtful nod. He seems fair, a man who is true to his word. She might as well give him a fair chance as well. Her dark eyes fall upon his face, and she gives a quicker nod. "Those are fair rules. I will stay, for now. But I'll give you a fair warning, I tend to be very capricious. I will come and go a lot, and I might not return one day." She gives a gentle sigh. "But if I decide to leave for good, I will do my best to let you know ahead of time." she looks away and into the valley, feeling calm for the first time in a long time. The Forest is nice, so far. There is always more to see. "So, Lyden. Tell me more about yourself as we walk. You must have a history here."

((ooc: sorry she shifts so much! i'm still trying to figure out her personality.))

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