โ looking directly upwards. best not to show fear in times like this.
โmy foul temper would come with the wrath of the entire steel watch. you simply would not survive it. how lucky then, that i have such control over my emotions.โ
enver could spare a few fingers if it meant putting the dragonborn in his place. but he was by far at the disadvantage.
no powerful magic. no considerable strength. just a quick wit and a steady tongue.
stepping forward, he pressed the head of his cane to the otherโs chest, โ
And we will / keep / having it if you insist upon telling me what to do.
( As he spoke he dropped his pen, quickly picking it back up and throwing it across the room in anger. )
[a long tired sigh. Her hand is brought up to rub a finger at the space between her eyes]
What are we doing? How many times do we need to have this conversation?
"your mood? tsk ... how frivolous."
he watched as that appendage swayed, less than eager to admit such defeat at the hands of his dark urge. but he knew better than to take him on, one on one.
enver was not built for fighting, not physically.
"just you wait, one of these -
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time you approach me might be your last then . i guessใonly my mood will be your saving grace . โ a snort whilst thick appendage swayed to ๏น fro .
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Bloody pearls - now there's a thought. They'd only become more beautiful, I think.
( A small smile spreads across the Archduke's face, twisting his scars along with his grin. )
Then let's give our lord something to smile about, hm?
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. . and when he rises to the surface , there is a gleam of madness in his eyes because in those depths lives cheek by jowl with life . the primal mystery is itself mad โ the matrix of the duality and the unity of disunity .
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โ โ https://t.co/Lhf5yHsqft
and just like that, the self satisfied smirk enver wore on his face was gone. it was quickly replaced by a frown โ something petulant. as if he wasnโt getting his way.
โfar be it from me to keep you from working for your little prize,โ he said, turning up his nose and โ
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there is a certain level of cruelty to his work but it makes his victims that much sweeter ๏น their tales .
โธป was enver poking .แฃ ( *๐ข ) wellใtwo can play that game . โ yesใi like โฒ
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Rich jewels, golden finery โ perhaps a necklace of finest pearls. Yes, those would look delicious on you.
Heโs beaming? Iโd never thought the god to beam. What a โฆ humanizing image.