Tch- Hell no. I'm a swordsman not a bowman. [ that's totally what a "bow-tanist" is, right? super random assumption but okay weirdo. maybe it's cause her arms are low-key jacked?
aaanyway... Mordred hasn't ever cared much for flowers, she never really got the hype. she'd seen the other knights of the round gift roses to ladies they favored as a token of their affection during her time in Camelot. not that any of them maintained a life suited for romance but that didn't keep a few of them from trying... mainly Gawaiin her whore of a big brother. thinking of him her chest puffs with a hint of laughter. what an idiot.
she never actually spent much time around flowers herself, unless she was patrolling the royal garden, but even then she wasn't particularly preoccupied with the variety of blossoms that decorated the grounds. she'd always been focused on other things... though now that she's forced taking time to appreciate them, she guesses they're pretty enough to look at- not unlike most women in that way...? maybe that's why so many girls fawn over them??? she honestly can't be too sure and she really doesn't care enough to delve any deeper than that. she's just glad the flowers aren't making her want to fuck someone's brains out, which apparently could very well have been a real possibility in this place.... ]
... Weird name. [ forget-me-nots... as if she could ever manage to forget the person that came to mind. though, maybe that's the irony of it? ]
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aaanyway... Mordred hasn't ever cared much for flowers, she never really got the hype. she'd seen the other knights of the round gift roses to ladies they favored as a token of their affection during her time in Camelot. not that any of them maintained a life suited for romance but that didn't keep a few of them from trying... mainly Gawaiin
her whore of a big brother. thinking of him her chest puffs with a hint of laughter. what an idiot.she never actually spent much time around flowers herself, unless she was patrolling the royal garden, but even then she wasn't particularly preoccupied with the variety of blossoms that decorated the grounds. she'd always been focused on other things... though now that she's
forcedtaking time to appreciate them, she guesses they're pretty enough to look at- not unlike most women in that way...? maybe that's why so many girls fawn over them??? she honestly can't be too sure and she really doesn't care enough to delve any deeper than that. she's just glad the flowers aren't making her want to fuck someone's brains out, which apparently could very well have been a real possibility in this place.... ]... Weird name. [ forget-me-nots... as if she could ever manage to forget the person that came to mind. though, maybe that's the irony of it? ]