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"I assume that you and the High Commander will have a... Busy night."

silence isolates footfalls within bleak corridor, stride flirting with an otherwise charmless ambiance. a plethora of sweets loiters upon tongue — satisfied — whilst curvature of smile takes a turn against gravity. the pleasantries of isolation are naught if but derived by his lips — affectionate — in revisiting the luscious flavors of the evening. a dessert of modesty rests within palm, singular digit coaxing suppleness from that of its tart, stowed core. nail submerges, appetite invigorated as the delight’s pungent syrup is guided from crust to mouth. SCRUMPTIOUS.

the halls summarily spread rumors of the presence of another — how courteous, his ears — as though impatient for the deliverance of company. dulcet were the clicks, suggestive in their audible nature. contemplation of its origin is interrupted — anonymity swift in their approach. turning corner, the acoustic of heels belong to none other than the dragoon herself.

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“ ah ! have my eyes deceived me ? i don’t recall your presence at dinner , commodore highwind . i extend my respects to the man having stolen you away. hm - hmn — or perhaps , are condolences in order ? ”

an aversion to the jest passes undisclosed — interpreted, rather — as gauntlets move to ornament slender arms. pertness riddles the woman’s body language, a retort deferred. gesticulation of wrist petitions for any level of appeasement: an extension — offering — of the dessert within grasp but a scant apology for her latent offence. she doesn’t waste time.

“ i assume that you and the high commander will have a … busy night. ”

eyes abstain from the lemon gateau, and remain fixated on those of the chancellor’s. an atypical gleam in his amber reflections — illegitimate chaste — welcomes her ‘presumption.’ an inciting warmth skews his chest at mention of her superior, fractioning hesitation, and presents but a sliver of porcelain teeth under the discretion of curled lips.

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“ oh dear ——— has our little bird begun to chirp , already ? ”

 

  1. daemonizing posted this

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❛ Each night you t e a r apart a name, calling yourself everything but the light. ❜

to regale you

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