#i should prolly start tagging for specific OCs so uh

[babymillennial]

Happy Belated Holidays, Friends!

I was spending time with my family so I have no art for this chapter yet but I shall share the opening snip as a preview because I think it's my favorite opener thus far--

Chapter 7: What's Not Honest

Aaravos wondered now what spell had been cast on him. His eyes scanned the length of Ellie’s true form, a smile curled bitter into his mouth, head cocked slight to one side. He’d seen the lies on her lips from the start, but hadn’t pushed her to share the biggest one. Had she charmed him into disregarding it? No, he thought, as his silver eyes locked to her pink. No, he’d let it slide for a different purpose: because Ellie could be useful. He didn’t know yet if he still had the will to use her.  He hummed, flicked his gaze across her again. “You look like a Startouch Elf,” he remarked, calm, despite his irritation. “I see you were lying from the very beginning.” “Oh, t’is lyin’ te ask questions now, is et?” “Certainly ones you know the answer to.” “An’ who says I knew? Make too many assumptions , outlander,” Ellie said, pulling her hand away from his. “T’is a dangerous thing, takin’ knowledge fer granted. Wise man doesnae speak with confidence on that which he isnae certain , and certainty is the cudgel o’ the fool.” “You made it sound like you had no idea,” Aaravos countered, “That’s the lie, Ellie. Don’t be coy now that your ruse is up.”