IMAGINE LIVING LIKE A KING SOMEDAY
07-08-2013, 04:59 PM
The queen gave her decree generously, even offering her whelps a place to reside within the Amenti borders so long as they were kept out of the snake?s sight. A brief, amused and charming chortle cascaded from her unhinged jaws as she digested Medusa?s brutally honest words; truth be told, she loathed the majority of whelps like the temptress, but her own children just so happened to be the exception for they were of her own blood and Morphine viewed them as nothing less than promising. As her laughter subsided she nodded to accept the babe?s terms despite her disagreement that they were useless, backpedalling slightly as she gestured to return to her vulnerable children and end the encounter, pausing momentarily just in case the queen made a notion to continue conversing. When she didn?t, her body pivoted, skull still facing the direction of her superior?s own as she sauntered off. As I said, just a call away, she reminded the woman, skull turning to face forward as she maneuver back the way she came. Until then, my queen.