"It's like no one ever told him I never take on noble... patrons. Those types do better with Fellina, but no, apparently the bright pink tea towel they made me wear as a skirt completely did him in." She shrugged. "To be completely fair, some of my other fans are rather enjoyable," she added with a sly little smile. There was that blacksmith, for one, though she had proven stubbornly resistant to Ari's charms thus far.
"I suppose Lord Faolan's poetry is good for a laugh at any rate. Roses dispersing? What rubbish."