sadderforit:
âIâve been donned on the arm of older and uglier men, dear heart. Take courage.â How Angelique lived for those little forward displays of hisâ her cheek kissed on the public streets of London! Oh, it probably made her a more memorable figure than she ought to be, decency being what it was, bu she couldnât bring herself to care when Loki was her beau du jour. âAnd donât think youâre so easily escaping my clutches after having promised to accompany me to that dreadful little theater with all itâs gory plays.â
âHow can I? Is there a point to living if Iâm not what I was?â He pressed a hand to his forehead, feigning a swoon as green eyes flashed mischievously. How good it was to be in the company of someone who didnât take offence to his words, not only that she was able to play along. âGods forbid I forfeit the pleasure of your company. Are you sure youâre willing to be seen with such a monster?â















