⠀ 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 ╱ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐭 ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ fınıshed bч #𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞. ⠀

grieving girls turned triumphant.

how unproductive.

“why, you presumptuous chit, i do not drink 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 much-”

what an animal. she approves.

i’m being completely serious.

come to ard carraigh. they can speak over wine. she'll even have the staff prepare him a bath.

why ever not? you never struck me as someone incapable of such an act.

you've been away for some time. i imagine by now, you've developed quite the stench. am i wrong?

scared? why is that the first emotion she jumps to?

strike while he’s off guard. lure him to bed, fuck him and stab him while he sleeps. a good idea, no? if anyone’s in a position to achieve that, it’s you.

one gets used to one’s own pong.

my vibe? what is that ... ? what does that ... ?

aura. right. whatever floats the youth of today’s proverbial boat.

ᅠ ㅤᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 lies above eternity; ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠit doesn't live off fame, ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠbut rather 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬. ᅠᅠ —— FANDOMLESS ᅠᅠ #fantasyrp original 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅. ᅠᅠ #nsfwrp ₊ #mvrp ₊ #witcherrp ㅤ ᅠ ᅠ

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what if i portal you out...

“mm? what is it, cirilla?”

she survived hell, then she built herself a kingdom.