「 Continued from here / @elfhealed 」
𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭, a small chuckle left past her lips at his statement of herself being 'the queen of cannibals'. Perhaps, a blush was present on her face as she extended her hand for him to take, before he pressed a kiss to her knuckles which made her smile, the corner of her eyes crinkled. ❝ Oh my, what an honor, truly a gentleman! Quite rare to find nowadays ❞, other than her radio-demon friend, no other sinner nor hellborn, had greeted her in such a proper manner. Not even the bastards that she had dared to call her husband.
At his self-deprecating comment though, her smile lost that previous glee as hollowed eyes observed him with a hint of sadness. Naturally through the grapevine, and many informants of hers, had already informed her about Estes and his deals with the weaker kind, since she would never rely on the likes of VoxTech technology ( new brand name pending? ) due to knowing it was a two-way device that could keep tabs on her and her people — but it could very well be her own paranoia and distrust of such technology.
❝ No dear, I have only ever heard of your kindness. After all, It's rare for a sinner to be benevolent and keep their values intact once they end down here in Hell, the Pride Ring... It has it's ways to twist someone, whether the constant exposure to violence or the slow corruption this place seems to ignite ❞.
