Adaria sighed a curse, luridly in Antivan, and exaggerating the roll of her eyes with his words. [color=#9a00b2]“Maker… I was trying to be subtle, but you really need help learning the Game some more.”[/color] Cradled by his arm, the young princess let hers snake its way around his waist as her hand reached for his free one. Drawing their hands across the fabric of the dress to her hip, Adaria's body turned into him, pausing in the process to cast him an intrigued glance.
[color=#9a00b2]“My, my, no wonder you hated his lordship,”[/color] bastards were a complication when it came to succession, it wouldn’t have been easy.
She was closer now, the scent of soap reached her senses and while he grew more irritated and annoyed with her jabs, Adaria only offered a small knowing smile. Riling him was fun, an amusing game and if he wished to truly silence her, he would need to pick a better form of warfare than with words. [color=#9a00b2]“Well, that certainly could be true, but I’ve yet to see any evidence of that, the very opposite actually. Creeping in hallways? But then that keep kissing me as you did and I might yet be convinced.” [/color]
[color=#9a00b2]“My, my, no wonder you hated his lordship,”[/color] bastards were a complication when it came to succession, it wouldn’t have been easy.
She was closer now, the scent of soap reached her senses and while he grew more irritated and annoyed with her jabs, Adaria only offered a small knowing smile. Riling him was fun, an amusing game and if he wished to truly silence her, he would need to pick a better form of warfare than with words. [color=#9a00b2]“Well, that certainly could be true, but I’ve yet to see any evidence of that, the very opposite actually. Creeping in hallways? But then that keep kissing me as you did and I might yet be convinced.” [/color]
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