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10-03-2013, 11:05 AM
"Don't tempt me sweet. Chrysanthe may be my heart, but it doesn't mean i'll not make your head spin 'round," the words were thick and full of sway and persuasion, but he shrugged them off idly. He had no interest in this wicked witch of the north. the man pushed himself up and forward aiming to brush past her and shrug her off. her words held nothing more than biased contempt in them and he wasn't all too fond of her insanity and her bantering antics. She forgot that her king had been beaten by his queen. Valhalla was not as weak as they were trying to peg them to be. if they were trying to make things so that they could feel more confident, and trying to swindle the situation to where so many believed the lands were weak, well they would come to find that, overall, they would be wrong and they would be throw into the ground like any other dirty partition, "Everything ceases to exist at some point. Glaciem will. Valhalla too. Nothing is constant," it was rare that he was truthful, but even the strongest empires could last no more than a few years. Corruption was far too fluent a language in the races. They were all made of greed.