"You look so beautiful!" Lofn beamed. The dark beauty of Freya's new vessel suited her well. Lofn had often admired those dark of eye and hair. Mysterious. Sensual. That was what they were. Sometimes being blonde was no gift.
"Yes! Of course." She moved with Freya and squeezed her hands after she slid into the booth. "You must tell me what your life is like. This city is remarkable!"