The demigod looked at the group, “Quite a strange group aren’t we?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Strange is relative, of course.”
Isabelle nodded, “Of course.”
“Now, what is it precisely that they call you, my dear?”
qceensofkings reblogged this from mxsterofmxgnetism and added: Isabelle smiled faintly, “So are you from around here?”
“The pleasure is mine, to be sure.” Erik replied with a curt nod and a light grin.