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Venom

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09-06-2020, 04:11 PM
Mortis was respectful as she arrived, and she nodded her head lightly in return. The young prince was quick to get to his point, but she could feel the emotions within. His words were passionate and unexpected, especially considering she hadn’t even thought Siren remained within the Empire. Abused? She wasn’t sure how to take that but she wasn’t going to tell Mortis what she really felt about Siren. Venom was beginning to think that Toxicity had been correct, the whole litter was cursed.

Her eyes widened as he told her about his suspicions and she moved closer to look at Siren more closely. She really was a waste of fur, but Mortis believed otherwise. ”Siren, do you know where Incubus and your father are?” She asked in hushed tones, knowing the answer was likely no. Also guessing it was the third child causing her torment.

”I think we could arrange that, Mortis.” Venom told him brightly as she turned her attention back to the young prince. ”She’s only gotten lost within Ashen. Perhaps you and the Armada can help her find the path.”She mused lightly as she washed her hands of the princess.
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