Zane

I sighed softly, my collar around my neck and my gold hair in my pale face, my green eyes looking down at the herbs you were working on. I knew you were a mage even though you were naga, which interested me but also made me slightly nervous as the tales of nagas that I have heard of were always horrible. I brought you the bowl of herbs, my eyes not looking at your long violet tail as I said softly here are your herbs, master…