Perhaps her thoughts were somewhat obvious on her face, as Lyov reached up and stroked his fingers through her hair.
"I think you're making the right choice." He spoke softly. "You don't realize what a charming person you are, Isabelle. If anyone has a chance to persuade him...it's you."
"Indeed, love. You sell yourself too short," Phoenix interjected, his tone amused.
"You are beautiful, intelligent, strong-willed, fierce and compassionate, Isabelle." He listed, flashing her a lazy, lopsided smirk. "Trust me, you're bound to charm everyone. The blood of the First Queen is strong in you."
Tenshi smiled lazily, snuggling close to Phoenix as he lay his head upon the blond man's shoulder. Although he didn't actively jump to join in on the reassurance train, Isabelle knew his feelings well enough. He'd said it a few times.
