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The overall effect was grotesque. The designers had clearly been drunk.
“What is his animal?” Dolion narrowed his eyes. “This one came from the villages. He wouldn’t know.” “Submissive,” Govam said. “Hmm. I like the submissive ones,” she replied. “I’m not submissive,” Jedrek grumbled. “And delusional,” Govam added.
“I don’t need to know.” “I kinda want to know,” Vemar called. “It is fantastically filthy, Strange Lady, and I’m here for it.”
He stood. “I have to get your…betrothed upstairs. He has made quite an impression. He has all the swagger of an alpha but none of the annoying stubbornness and power that comes with it. Not to mention he’s handsome and easy to please. He’s a great favorite.” “Knew it,” Vemar said.
Can’t you see I’m going? Eat a fucking carrot once in a while, and you’d see that.”
“What are you?” Lucille asked, narrowing her eyes. Hannon shrugged. “Maybe I’m a demon, I don’t know, but I can run people back and forth.” “Big stone balls on that guy,” Vemar murmured with a grin. “I like that. Could be a demon, doesn’t give a shit.”
You keep yourself…well, alive if not safe. Leave me enough of you to patch back together.”
She had no finesse with flying. She also clearly didn’t give a fuck.
the equivalent of a little kiss on his way to work.
