Amaryllis
I was such a simple request but it was almost foreign to me. I had never thought of getting to him like that and I had no idea why I said that instead of hell no.
Because his charms are working on you? Because that strange tingle you feel is intoxicating and you want to feel it all over your body? Because you have simply lost your mind? I blinked at him as I chastised myself, unsure of what to say.
What is your favorite color? He suddenly whispered into my mind. It was weak, but I was so attuned to him from all the talking I’ve been doing lately that his thoughts kind of just slipped in.
Yellow, like the sun. I admitted. He smiled.
“That’s why you fight so hard to see it.” He whispered, keeping his voice low even though the engines were so loud I doubt any humans could hear
