I Just Killed My Boyfriend
08-12-2014, 05:42 PM
And if he dies, what will become of her? The peculiar mistress loiters upon the scene, silently bewildered and utterly perplexed; onwards, her father battled his prime enemy in a fight that would surely result in one clenching the others heart in eager fists. She had the upmost faith in her Patriarch, of course, however the coiling thoughts of his demise were enough to cause her stomach to churn in bitter revulsion. Golden lanterns seek those present, pondering silently who she will pledge her body and mind to should her father become nothing but another stain upon the Battlefields sand. Chaos unfolds, marked towers catching repulsive oddments of an Adravendi?s accusations towards Azalea; immediately her spine bristles, defences falling solid as the war-child paces closer, amber gaze simmering with intent upon the now-thrashing forms of the duo as Epiphron wrestles to destroy Azalea?s veneer. Muscles tremor, daring the Adravendi to win, craving silently that she tears Roman?s acquaintances eye from her socket; so the peculiar wildling can seek bloodied retribution upon her pathetic crimes. |