It felt almost as if I had fallen in some rabbit hole and knocked my head. I was standing here talking about my feelings to Viserys and I felt completely secure. Not once did I feel as if he would reject me - how could he when he just openly admitted to liking me? In my head the moment I had chosen Diveen I had chosen Viserys. It had been an instinctual thing that drove me and I hadn't recognized it for what it was. I couldn't very well say the word love yet, it spooked me, but in the same breath I would call him my prince and dare anyone to try and contradict me. Just as I was his Ankh. There were none that had the pleasure of calling me such and one day that tan mouth would say it and I would roll over in submission to prove his point. That, to me, meant complete truth, to bare my belly and neck to one. After all, it also meant messing up my perfect hair job in the rolling - I just hoped it wasn't in some mud.

"It has never been just you," I say calmly before grinning, my tail finding a perfect arc back and forth behind my hips. I wasn't sure why fate chose such strange things but I didn't believe in it anyways. Mother was not imprinted to father but they seemed to love each other just fine. Maybe a bit too mushy for my tastes at times but I had a sneaking suspicion I was just jealous of not being able to be like that. Open and trusting and calm and kind. Besides, my imprint was far away. As if thinking about him conjured his image in my mind I could feel the tither that bound us, a sort of inside gps in my head, but it was faint. Maybe with neglect it would fade.

The moment he mentions HIM finding an imprint my ears fall back and my smile dips into a scowl. I can't help it. It is instinct. My tail stops waving. "Well, if you can pick, then you can pick me and so she doesn't even exist. Some people don't find imprints anyways, maybe you are the lucky one." Or maybe the girl of his is the lucky one. I had no doubt in my mind if she was one of the wolves in Diveen I would CHASE her out of the pack before she even tried to lure my prince away. Not that I would tell Viserys that, he wouldn't condone such violence and fire and might think I was... wild. But the jealousy that grips my heart at this mention reigns supreme, a burning vessel waiting to ignite.

"Anyways, my parents aren't imprinted and there are other couples like that. I don't know what it happens but I certainly think whoever picked it was wrong." I turn around now, forcibly perking myself up and prancing away from him, ears pricking when a grasshopper leaps away from me before giving chase. It is only a few feet before I turn back towards Viserys, smiling once more. "Did you know that they made me train with this awful boy the other day for scouting?"