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Send me a ✧ and I'll introduce you to one of all the muses I ever had.
"Why, Milady, you shouldn't be walking the streets so late without an escort." A wiry grin crept up from a male so good looking it should be the death of him. Dark purple locks fell in his face and purple eyes glowed with mystery. Yet the air around him was one of sincerity, not one that would frighten.
"Will you allow me to walk you home?" He was hard to resist but there was something about him that would make skin crawl from his other worldly appearance.














