You are a prideful thing. [ She teases right back. ] Mn, how long did it take for you to bend the knee?
[ A quiet snort of amusement. She leans into his touch, the smile never wavering, her gaze never straying. His fingers, the one in her hold, will brush against the Wyver ring. ]
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[ A quiet snort of amusement. She leans into his touch, the smile never wavering, her gaze never straying. His fingers, the one in her hold, will brush against the Wyver ring. ]
Surely you must have heard something better.