Krone
You could be the king
Letting out a soft chuckle, she relaxes her body. There was no sense in putting on her usual lady-like facade...he couldn't see her. She cocks her leg back lazily, swishing her tail at nothing in particular. Winter was particularly biting this year, and as the soft powdery flakes land on her back, she sighs contently. She watches the thick plumes of white exit her nostrils and swirl around the stallion's head.
"Of course. It'd get you away from the cold for a little while, and it'd allow me to lead you around my homeland," She glances off into the distance, thinking of Ischia makes her grin excitedly. "I'll take you there, give you a tour. If you like it, which I'm warning you, it's hard not to, you are welcome to stay. If it's not your kind of place, I will bring you back to the field." She moves close enough that she can feel his warm breath engulfing her. "Does that sound okay to you?"
But watch the Queen conquer
@[Yiska]
