Bathe Me in the Flame

   Seraphina has heard of the popularity polls; they’re posted everywhere like useless propaganda with this “election” taking place. It seems the God of Water has some groupies; perhaps it would be in her best interest to seek this God out and see what makes him so popular.

      The princess carries a ruby ring in her grasp, approaching the water God’s shrine. She can’t lie how the tanks of water above her head make her nervous, but she keeps a calm demeanor, placing the ring on the pedestal before the shrine.

   “ ...There... now show me your face, oh God of the Sea. It’s not very nice to keep a Princess waiting~ ”

   She’s grateful for the free housing, however, and a warm place to dry off. Somewhere cozy and secluded; but close to people so they can pick out her most loyal of future subjects. To the eyes of others, she’s just a little girl; but appearances are deceiving.

      This red head would know, they’ve met once... no, twice ( ? ) in a far away land in their travels. It really must be fate for them to meet, in a more desirable setting.

   Seraphina flashes a grin, her eyes narrowing slightly, “ Well hello, fuck boy. Long time, no see. ”