Charlia wrote:Ammar wrote:Alexander's curiosity never seemed to stop increasing. "So, why did you not tell me? I don't bite." he said, giving a smile. He helped himself onto a seat on the bed.
"I assumed Merlin would tell you. He seemed to know who the man was, and I did not; therefore I saw no reason to speak of the matter, unless you did not trust Merlin and needed me to corroborate his story. But considering that Merlin is... well, Merlin, I see no reason why you would not trust him." She shook a feather loose absent-mindedly. "Apologies. Wings can be... messy at times. Especially during molting season."
"I see." Alexander said, observing a feather. It shined dark as he fidled with it. "Merlin may be Merlin, but what you may not know is the demon inside. You see, he has to control a beast raging inside him, or risk the death of civilizations. Speaking of which, may I ask how you got those wings?"