[color=silver]"No need to feel so pressured. I'm not going to lash out at you for the slightest mistake. Not today anyway, I'm in a good mood. Even so, you would have to really irk me to cause me to desire to harm you, and that is no longer easily done. For now, at least, feel no need to guard your words or treat me any differently than an acquaintance who could murder you at the slightest whim."[/color] Grim spoke as one bored, leading Max on a wandering path through the woods. No straight line would lead them directly to the Winter Court, but they would get there in due time.

[color=silver]"As for your proverbial carrot, I admit that I have failed to explain to you the benefits a mortal can find in our humble home. If there is music or art you desire to behold or make yourself, you will find no lack of either. Nearly any food or drink you can imagine, and many I am sure you cannot, are merely a request away. And you in particular have the pleasure of answering only to myself and my Queen. Few others will challenge you so long as they know you belong to me. You will want to take heed of our knight, though. I believe she does not like me overly much. Something about that honor nonsense..."[/color]

Grim smiled to himself as he walked, reaching out to let his fingers trail along the bark of a tree. It seemed incredibly sudden that they stood at the treeline, looking down at the ice palace that housed the Winter Court. It was his second favorite place in the entire realm of Faerie, and the home of himself and his Queen. It appeared that nearly everyone was out about there own business at the time, and since he had heard no response from his Queen, Grimalkin decided that he would take the time to help Max settle in.

[@Natsu]