( @ofwolframandhart || cont. )
Wyndel lofted an eyebrow at Drusilla, it was interesting that she was there of all people, but then again these visits were not uncommon in his mind, “It’s Wyndel.. just Wyndel.”
The vampire nodded again, straightening her posture. ❝Like a spring breeze. How appropriate.❞ She made a soft whoosh noise in imitation as she turned her back to him in favour of examining the walls of his office. She traced her hand along the wall, fingers moving silently as though reading something from it. And then she closed her hand and looked back over to the lawyer. ❝Did you lose something?❞









