@xmaddcx
Impossible to miss - even more difficult to erase from the memory of one near all knowing. Eons of knowledge and intelligence couldn't tear the vestige of ache from their chest, nor the factual existence of one of those who caused it. In her elven state, he cannot hide. Hues narrow and the flicker of fingertips cast a dreary rain cloud above his position, dumping a sticky, medicine-like liquid - tacky and sickly sweet in scent over the teiflings form. Water would dry - but the impossibly sticky mess would undoubtedly linger for hours "You know," the pixie queen smirked, a telling curve to lips that would know nothing of true debauchery around Mordred. "You've never looked better, there's still room for improvement but i've never really condoned beheading."