"Shame. Looks like I'll have to find entertainment elsewhere."
His words lingered for a brief moment, azure hues fixed on her striking frame. A wry grin gleamed, knowing that he got under her skin and quite frankly, he enjoyed it.
"Well now that dependsβ"
He braced his hands either side of him, hoisting his frame up to the sitting position, long legs bending to allow elbows to rest upon his knees.
"βdo you have another suggestion of what we could be doing?" A low purr.
His shoulder pushed against the prodding. A muffled noise releasing as heavy eyelids slowly opened. Lesser men would balk at the sight, yet a lazy grin took shape.
"Witchling.."
His voice husks with tiredness
My name is Celaena Sardothien. But it makes no difference if my name's Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I'd still beat you, no matter what you call me.
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@handofadarlan - windows before knocking back the contents of his drink and standing with a clap of his hands.
"Rightβ I should probably check on them." He was grabbing his jacket whilst giving a look of πππ‘π ππ to his Captain.
@handofadarlan - for getting too close to her pups, then what?"
It didn't take a genius to know Dorian's soft spot, not when he spent most of his quiet time with his nose in a book, propped against a stack of hay in the kennels, away from the world. He glanced towards the frosted -
@handofadarlan - and a reason for me to keep up with my sword play. I have welping bitches in the stables, Chaol. Your mens presence will stress them more than they already are."
True Dorian to be more concerned over the wellbeing of his hounds rather than himself.
@handofadarlan - the Captain managed to make a point of being present, even when they were innocently sharing books in her chambers, Chaol was there.
The pointed look enabled a smirk with a scoff shortly before it.
"Criminals are always present. I for one believe it is entertainment -