Rosamund Arden

Giving a light laugh, "You would not have been the first to think that. I am rather quirky." With a nod, "That may be so." Gesturing to the violet in his hand, "I would say that you're exploring a different track now."

"Then don't think that you have all time in world. Start by thinking of at least one impossible thing and do it. I can assure you that thinking like that will get you motivated."

"Not all of us have an eternity, Mr. Frost. I want to see as much as I can. I find the thought of what has yet to be discovered fascinating."

Twirling around him. "I have been there as well as lands with elves and dragons. I have talked to a Fae king and landed on the lap of a beautiful man. Of course, the last had not been planned. We were both surprised." Stilled to look up at him.

I could not help but laugh at his expression. He wasn't expecting that. "I have a mirror that can take a person places. Such wonders I have seen because of it."

My smile brightened as I said, "The best part of an adventure is not knowing the journey. The mystery is the best part. I usually let my mirror decide."

The palm of my hand rested on his cold wrist for a moment before I let it fall to my side, "You have nothing but time to figure it out. Maybe you need an adventure. I found that does wonders for the mood."

"If you don't want to be found, are you really lost?" Handing him the violet, "I think that you are looking for a challenge and maybe even understanding." I was going to say acceptance but he might take that wrong. Most did.

"Deacon Frost, " I let the name roll off my tongue as if to taste it. Lowering myself a bit to pick a violet before straightening up, "Cold and strong but something more I think." My fingers pet the soft petals of the flower that I hold, "A bit lost but easily found."

Pauses for a second to look down watching the sparks to fall to the ground and violets growing in those spots and then looking up, "Your name would be a good start."

I saw the fang but thought nothing of it. After all, Mr. Gold had a mouthful of them when he went imp. With a casual shrug, "Unsure. Would probably have to get to know you more to answer that properly."

Turning back to him and cants head, "Everyone is waiting for something. More just aren't aware. Then there is when it changes. So fascinating and exciting! Don't you think?" Lightly laughs.

Humming a little as the sparks start changing colors, "Sounds boring really. There's no good reason for being on your knees unless you lost an earring." Blinks, "Sweetheart? Sorry. I'm Rosamund. Are you waiting for this Sweetheart person?"

"I thought gods enjoyed seeing others on their knees. Not that I have met many gods." Shrugs and starts having sparks dance around them.

"Oh? Curious. Where are those that should be with you on bended knee?"

Wiggles her fingers so a shower of stars falls around him, "A warrior?"

Narrows eyes, "Are you an imp then? I would think not with you being so tall."

"You'd think me writer doesn't trust me. Only one king declared that he was gay after talking to me and I'm pretty sure it was more because he found a guy and not my fault."

"I feel like I did something wrong. Not sure though. So....maybe I'll just....."Blinks and frowns, "Coffee. I think I should have coffee."

Narrows eyes, "Your nature? You don't seem baty. I mean. I could be wrong. I just met you." Realizing something, "Rosamund Arden." Doesn't explain.