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“They may stare all they like, but do remember you’re here at my request, my Warlock. Between that branding and these flowers, they certainly won’t forget it, Merit dear.” The Fae Lord’s words were comforting and offputting in equal measure. The brand still burned warm on Merit’s chest– still new, still strange. 

But as long as Merit chose their words right and angered no one, Kilan was right, no one would dare try touch them. There was satisfaction in that kind of power, Merit thought. 

I commissioned Delta @skullshoal a little while back to draw up lineart of a young Merit, all dressed for the first time visiting the Summer Palace, and then w/permission I colored it :Dc 

Go commission Delta, y’all!!