Oh dear.

[lavender4luck]

She hadn't meant for anything to happen. It was an accident really...it was.
About twenty minutes ago Sally had entered what looked to be a greenhouse, it contained all manner of plants. Herbs, fruits, and flowers grew side by side tended to carefully by some mysterious caretaker. She decided it couldn't hurt to attempt to locate her family and so

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[theblondgypsy]

Gringoire is inside for once, making progress on his book, his one true love, when the contents of the pot come through an open window. Once he's caught whiff of them, he'll quite suddenly fall passionately in love with the first person he makes eye contact with.

[creepyfangirl]

Which will, because Gringoire's luck is like that, just happen to be Hellawes -- who despite all her sorcery is not immune to random magic.

"Sir!"

[theblondgypsy]

He looks up, and when he sees her, his brain ceases to function. Finally, he manages to stammer out, "You mean me, Mademoiselle?"

[creepyfangirl]

"Ay, sir, for I see no other." Smoky eyes!

[theblondgypsy]

Either he's dreaming, or he's the luckiest man on the face of the Earth. "What's your name?"

[creepyfangirl]

She smiles. It is not so much a radiant smile as a phosphorescent one, but details, details. "I am called Hellawes, sir, Lady of the Castle Nigramous."

[theblondgypsy]

At this point, she could say that she was a servant of the Devil, and Gringoire would just smile and nod. "Hellawes," he murmurs, savoring at how her name sounds. "I'm Pierre Gringoire."