YOU'RE MY DARLING ANGEL
07-13-2014, 06:21 PM
Apollo remained silent, and the pale queen continued to look indifferent. The only sign that the woman was even still listening was the quirk of a singular brow at the mentioning of her plans. So bloodshed intrigued the Queen? Lips curled into a faint smirk, as the two goddesses silently scrutinized the each other. Without much surprise, the phantom deity didn't flinch upon her approach, remaining utterly still, the only movement was a smirk upon her marred features. Haunches reclined almost defiantly, as though she planned to test the temptress resolve. A soft bark of sarcastic laugh rolled off her silver tongue. Did this woman think her a fool? There was no denying that this porcelain doll ruled with an iron hand. Her crown would shake slowly, eyes fluttering close for the briefest of moments before returning to the mismatched gaze of her opponent. "I wouldn't make a very good Queen if I were incompetent now would I?" Her own haunches would recline lazily, they still sat fairly close, but sitting had put some distance between them. She would be leaving here one way or another when the time came, and she would do her damned best to make sure that it was peacefully. "So tell me, how shall I prove my worth and competence today?" Her crown would tip to the side, brows lifting curiously. She intended to learn as much as she could from this woman, and perhaps one day, they could be powerful allies, an unstoppable force. Speech, |
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