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*Isardis* · 11-12-2013, 03:52 PM

The desire to chuckle weakly at the man?s wisdom would fizzle; craving to down-put the ebony by a brief show of carelessness, bemusement in his wise attempts. However, as much as The Pale King refused to admit it, the marred brute had somewhat of a valid point. It had been on his mind regardless, though he was willing to touch on enemies, perhaps he?d leave out exactly why this hatred for one another had started. And yes, he figured as much for the queen; she had so grasped him upon their initial meeting, painful perhaps, when he came to realise she was a woman with leader status, but during the twelve or more months it had been since seeing her, Isardis had come to appreciate the stronger women of his lineage, dangerously so.

She approached, confident in her neutral strides; hovering by the side of the blue-eyed obsidian as the reflections of her brilliance would enlighten the location she sauntered. Isardis shuddered, a fizzing of impression shaking his flesh as rubies would hungrily absorb her magnificence, smirk broad and cunning as tongue would lash involuntarily at cherry lips. ?Matters of the Galaxy,? he chuckled weakly in response, ?Madam Sun, you are no less of an appeal as you were all that time ago.? He rose to stand squarely, taking a challenging step forward before he would sway pleasurably atop curled elbows. ?Straight to business then are we, no time to play?? He mused, ?I seek the knowledge of your loyalty, ember; where does it lie in tender times??

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