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If there so happened to be things that the young woman understood it was that everything happened for a reason, derived a purpose, and would ultimately end up growing into something bigger. Like theology, all events did, were build into a climax before things collapsed into tired breaths to begin yet again. She was an innocent thing, supposedly, unless speaking in the art of battle, and perhaps that was why she was able to speak to the man before her. There was a certain interesting factor in his breadth that she was going to discover. ?Do I? A firm smirk crossed her inky lips as her corpse torqued to move alongside his own.

His words echoed within? her mind and the Sovarian queen would smile in stride with the brute, ?A sublime dancer then? Show me,? her words rolled off her tongue like that of a forked serpents? own and she attempted to swivel her thighs into his own, a mere attempt to shove him to the side, sway his balance, and then the sheila would gracefully rise to the side, her bodice twisting over and facing him, backing away slowly, as she readied herself for whatever he was going to do. Surely he wouldn?t just walk away? Surely he would aid in her more ravenous rendition of tag or play. She was going to screw with him until she got what she wanted. A show of power. It was all she was asking.


Speech!