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@HubristicStud ← lose me by sharing, Damon,” she murmured. “You only lose me if you try to cage me.”
She leaned in just enough for her perfume to surround him once more. “And you’re far too clever to do that… aren’t you?”
@HubristicStud ← them in different ways.” A brief pause, then a subtle smile. “Including with your brother.”
Her hand rose to his cheek, thumb brushing along his jaw in a tender, possessive gesture that made her point clear: she was not yielding ground, only offering comfort. “You don’t →
[Starter for @NoblePrimordial ]
▬ England, 1492 ▬
The world was too loud. Every rustle of leaves crashed against her skull. The air reeked of blood, pine, and fear. Her fear. Her scratched hands clutched the torn fabric at her side, soaked with →
@NoblePrimordial ← Katerina admitted quietly. “You have kept your word… at least for now.” Her shoulders eased just slightly as she drew closer to him, seeking reassurance without quite asking for it.
Her eyes lifted to meet his. “Teach me, then,” she said softly. “Because if he comes for me,→
@MabifiHakaeBala ← And I think we both know it wouldn’t give you anything useful anyway.” A pause. “If I’m to be part of your plan, I need to understand it. Otherwise, I’m just a frightened woman tied to a chair, waiting to die for a strategy that may never work.”
@MabifiHakaeBala Katherine still didn't trust anything Mikael said. He just told her that he could have killed one Salvatore to make the other one suffer the loss of his brother which was vile. Why would he change his traits? He was known to be a vampire who hunts vampires. →
@MabifiHakaeBala ← Her gaze searched his face, wary but sharp. “Is this about killing him… or about letting him know you’re coming? About fear?”
At the mention of torture, her composure cracked just enough for something raw to slip through her eyes. “No,” she said firmly. “I don’t want that.→