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proceeds to offer her a strained, 𝘸eary smile. 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴——— any cure she hails he’s sure will be 𝗳𝗮r better than whatever 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 squabble he was bound to conjure up…
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as the story goes, just another poor fight having ended in an even 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘳 display. ———𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘺. that even in 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 day ﹠. age, 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳—𝘄𝗶𝘁𝘀 have yet to know their place…
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"ah, 𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘴———i nearly didn’t see you there." doesn’t make a habit of it, looking anywhere that isn’t a 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭——keen hues flickering from empty throne, downwards, offering the barest of nods her way.
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"luckily, i’m not here for the old brute———a shame, though. i did come with tributes." a gesture of blood—mattered hands towards his hip, where several sweet nectars are tied. "in truth, i visit out (…)
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