You open your door to find a bouquet of fire lilies and roses, tied off in a big red bow! Along with it is a card that reads:
TO: Ultear Milkovich FROM: Shay Cormac I know you are not keen on accepting such gifts, but I would be amiss if I failed to send something to you. I want to thank you properly for all you’ve given me, and one day I will. But for now, take this as a small token of my affections, for you might hurt me if I give you more! -Sincerely, Shay Cormac
The witch had a hunch that something was to be expected from the man who she considered her boss. His intentions were clear, though she was too set in a state of denial to fully be aware of them. Still, she could throw a fuss, but you can't really return flowers. Maybe this time, she would let this gift slide...
♚ "…. The fool."













