arachnaequeen continued (x):
‘ I like tea. I like coffee better, but tea will do just fine. ‘ the Queen whilst fully able of being bitter, would rather wear poise. She disliked looking ill-composed. Especially in front of certain special guests.
“Tea it is then.” Two cups of hot liquid were placed on the table and he took a seat across of her. Too trusting, too naive, the ice bird was surely sooner or later going to end up falling into her web. But both his curiosity and his need to help other creatures took the better of him. “What is it that got you in such a mood?”












