For nearly all Denvali, information was as good as silver and gold. All anyone ever talked about was what they heard from this traveler, or who just came into town. Most of it was glorified gossip, and Lena hated gossip. couldn't stand the lies or misinformation that got mixed in. She was all about hearing it from the source. So when Veldrys told her about his people. Her eyebrows went up and her smile widened. She felt like she was getting the inside scoop of his race, and thought about going to her mothers farm to share the news. Tensions were rough with her mother, but she could always talk about cute boys. She was thinking about the hanging city when he continued on about his interest of history. Educated men where so cute. They always reminded her of her father. Veldrys was far from her dad in ways of looks, but his personality was similar. Calm, respectful and well spoken. His last statement took her by surprise. She took a drink of her wine thinking it over. Letting the warmth spread throughout her chest. Then poured him another cup. ”I don't know if you have seen the customers around here darlin, but not getting drunk would be an insult.” She paused, pouring her self a little more wine. ”You know I don't mind what you are sweetheart.” She placed a warm hand on his and smiled. Her heart was in her throat but that never stopped her. She was made of rocks and dirt. She was Evelyn's child and suckled on confidence mixed with milk. ”We Denvali don't judge, we gossip wickedly but that's because we have nothing better to do. Besides, your a sweet heart, no matter your race.” She didn't know if he was feeling bad about his race, but it seemed plain enough. Maybe he needed to hear some reassuring words? A woman's touch went a long way... She remembered her hand on his and blushed. She fidgeted with her bandana and smiled slightly embarrassed. |