She's a giggle at a funeral

*Valentine* · 02-11-2015, 11:48 PM

Cascade moved closer and he quickly followed suit - a move that left very little space between them and required him to tuck his chin in order to maintain eye contact. His aggressive posture left nothing to the imagination and he dared her to keep pushing him.

She played him well, finding all of his weak spots with little effort. She found his fears, his insecurities, and she wove a web with practiced ease. "And why do you care?" What did it matter to her if he was wearing himself thin or being used for his crown? She seemed the type to happily watch the world burn, so why concern herself with the petty affairs of a lonely king?

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She's a giggle at a funeral

Valentine