__________ ♔ SHE CAN’T HELP THE hopelessly NAIVE surge of hope that courses through her veins once the deal is struck. she might actually have had more luck striking a deal with the DEVIL … at least he delivered on his promises, even if it would cost her SOUL( at this point she’d give EVERYTHING she had to tell her family how much she missed them, let alone to get them back in a more PERMANENT manner )perhaps she did find the devil … given the other’s reputation.❛ i expect you to uphold YOUR end of the deal. i ASSURE you i am not above using … legal channels to protect what little family i still have left in this world. ❜
F I N A L L Y —— relief eased his shoulders / the man could finally take in a deep breath. Digits run over angled chin ( thinking, always planning). However, this time, he for once did not have to plan a way to SAVE HIMSELF. No. He had no doubt that Anya … the Grand Duchess Anastasia would prove herself in a matter of seconds. She knew of the wall, of things he && Vlad never even spoke of. At her locutions, a smirk tugged‘pon a corner of his lips. “I don’t doubt you will. But for once, I’m NOT afraid of threats —— you’ll see. She’s here, in this hotel.” With that, he gave a quick nod, retreating to the door ( && of course holding it open, he wasn’t that much of a savage). “ — Just, don’t hit me until you see her alright ?? Once in quite enough for once night.” A light jest, despite the heaviness on his heart. He knew the moment she entered that room, saw HER SISTER, he’d be g o n e .
