⋆。°✩ @driftmarksnake ,
" may we meet again. " the white worm speaks, as she takes a glance over at the man, with a crooked smile forming along her lips, wondering if her words were truly appropriate to say to someone such as himself, lord corlys velaryon. she can feel this familiar lump in her throat, residing there, contemplating her fair words -- as she glances away for a moment, chewing down on her lower lip. " how are things, lord velaryon? i trust it is spectacular, from head to toe. "












