User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-7345250-20160815012138


 * Goldfin leans back again, trying to conceal her perturbation.

Goldfin: "Well... He seemed to like it when I referred to myself as a queen. He didn't think of himself as a bad pony for muzzling me. He's like a really twisted foal."

Jane Neighpier: "Then I wonder how he'd like to be a king."

Goldfin: "I don't follow..."


 * Jane points to the foot of Goldfin's bed, where a golden collar lies.