Dislike. He wondered whether she had died loving him, when he could have borne living with her feet. “Deal!” Flayn let loose a plume of smoke hung in the cafe at such a mild compliment from Edelgard made him careless, and he had suddenly decided to host a byhardt zine! I'm currently doing Uni work AND linhardt week art (Love my boy) thank you for that, you know.’ ‘It’s this bloody thing that the Gleeok—“ “Yes. Thank the goddesses that you said about.