<b><i><u>S</u></i></b>o, it seemed they both thought highly of one another. Rounded skull crowned in pure white tresses slightly inclined as her nail softly flicked off the brim of his chin. Spinal column straightened as eyes remained upon the man, not even bothering to cast their attention to his dwarven counterpart. Slowly, lips splayed a grin upon angelic features as he spoke. This creature was rather funny but humor only got you so far when one was in the presence of the DeKadant elder.<br/><br/>“<b>Perhaps you should speak up like a man instead of a mouse. Then, maybe, I would have found some interest in the words you sputtered at my gates.</b>“<br/><br/>Fingers unlaced from her backside, flexing a little and when they did that group of bone troops tightened their hold on the men that genuflected before her. Slender shell moved, walking in circle around the male, examining him further as he spoke of the whys, who’s, and everything else in between. She paused standing beside him, barely in his peripheral, busting out in laughter. Hand came to rise and settle on his shoulder, the icy chill of her touch burrowing down deep into his bones. Now there was always a method to her madness and touching him was just one of them.<br/><br/>If there was any magic that dwelled within this fellow the Lich would have sniffed it out but would she make it known to him that she knew? Of course not! That would just be ludicrous. However, she did let him know that she was much stronger than that little form let off, hand squeezed against his clavicle to the point of nearly breaking bone. Yet she stopped just before the delicious snap was heard. Words were hissed just as her hand was pulled back and boldly ran through his hair.<br/><br/>“<b>I shall allow you to pick my brain, if you allow me to pick yours…. And your companions in return.</b>”<br/><br/>Cheshire grin grew along those plush lips giving him some inclination that she was probably up to no good. So, how important was this research he needed? Dainty army of five curled tightly, balling hair within that fist as she gave his head a tug, pulling his hair in the direction of the jerk. Her own head gave a little shake to his next wave of questions.<br/><br/>“<b>No, normally uninvited guest are killed upon sight and well…</b>”<br/><br/>Free hand upturned and gestured to the platoon that encircled their mistress and the unfamiliar duo.<br/><br/>“<b>I offer a nice compensation package that is to die for. </b>“<br/><br/>Child-like giggle escaped her lips as she released his hair and started to walk away from the group heading towards the way she came from.<br/><br/>“<b>Release them</b>.”<br/><br/>Instantly the horde that held them in place did as she said. Some running off to other locations of the estate while others seemed to melt back into ground from which they came. Leaving Freya all alone with the two unknown males.<br/><br/>“<b>Well come vagabond and companion, let’s get this over with. </b>“