“ Not even a word? Sharp. “
Alexander replied — usually certain sentences are adorned with a chuckle and whatnot, but that time the Man kept a more stern look. As if He wanted to make an impression.
Stepping towards Contessa without a brake in his thoughts, not even making an effort to hide +
— Cold Knight. ❄️
—>
infact * feel his gaze. Halting in her movements all together﹑ but not glancing around for the sorce.
Slowly dragging one single claw to pull her mask back over her lips.
She simply sits ... her back legs twitch once or twice.
ㅤᅠᅠㅤᅠ❝ Speak.ᅠ❞
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