[h3]Narkissa Langdon[/h3]


[@Rune_Alchemist] [@Crusader Lord]

The truth indeed had its own risks. Leannah was right—there really was no telling how the young girl would react, especially with her divine origins. In the worst-case scenario, there might be some kind of curse that would harm her if she learned of the truth –if this was the truth—that also made Narkissa a bit hesitant. But in her eyes, the risk was worth it, considering the stakes. Protecting a girl that she valued and trusted was one thing, but protecting the world from being destroyed by a rogue god was… another. 
[b]
“Maybe… but the benefits outweigh the risks,”[/b] she responded, before sighing at Leannah. 

She was clearly about to tip over into sleep. Right then, bedtime for her; but not before she replied to her little request.[b] “I will,”[/b] she reassured, standing up as the catgirl fell asleep. Looking for a blanket, she pulled it over the now dozing girl, before pulling back and glancing at her half-complete wooden frame. 

Leannah had given her a lot to think about. And think about it she shall—but maybe a bit later. She had a wood frame to finish. Not wanting to wake her up, she slipped back out of the house to the backyard, borrowing some relevant tools that she could find so that she could finish up the wooden construct in time for Misaki to continue with the paper-making project.