I could smell perfume, one that was sharper, more alcohol content, and the other that powdery musk of something expensive. Yeah, I know. I just had a flashback so strong that if I'd still been driving, we'd have wrecked. A gun analogy? You've been thinking on this for awhile, haven't you? Ever since Nathaniel told me that you hadn't been allowing him release during the feedings.
I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more. I could joke, but her last stand on Jean-Claude had been adamant enough that we hadn't talked much since. If you can fuck it, it's not food. It was Richard Zeeman, local Ulfric, Wolf-King, ex-fiancé, and in the wrong place at the worst time.
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