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"Looks like they could kill you" "is a cinnamon roll"

"Looks like a cinnamon roll" "is a cinnamon roll"

"Looks like they could kill you" "would kill you"

"Sasha"

The sound of her name from his lips caused her to drop to her knees. He was here...he was really here.

Foolishly, she needed to remind herself to respond, "Sihtric....Sihtric....I'm here." She'd yelled so loud that birds evacuated and scattered from the branches above. The woman pleaded with the gods that he would respond, and she wasn't just suffering from a delusion.

It was then she heard the rapid approach of footsteps pushing through the forest, and she turned to the side to catch sight of him exploding through the treeline in a full run. Quickly, she stood up and began to move forward, and did not stop until she collapsed in his arms. Wrapping around him so tightly she worried she'd steal the breath from him.

Through soft cries, all she could express was, "The gods answered me. They answered me." Resting her cheek on his shoulder as tears collected there.

And then he heard her. Sithric stopped dead in his tracks and looked around. He called her again and then dismounted and stormed through bushes on his way to find Sasha. HIs dagger in hand, he was just careful enough as she wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"I'm here, I'm here." He whispered as he held her close. His eyes were searching the surroundings. "Is he close?" Sihtric was sure that Wilhelm was on his way towards her unless she had managed to disarm him in some manner.

"Sasha... is he close?" Sihtric asked more urgently, even if he didn't let go of her.

A quick check in the mirror before she exited the room to hear the soft trail of voices down the hall. Closing in, she stopped in the doorway, read Ross's most peculiar body language, and wondered if everything was okay. Waiting until she was acknowledged before she stepped forward and extended a hand, "Hello, I'm Etta. It's lovely to meet you." She wondered what their intention was to be there after surveying Ross.

"Elizabeth." He whispered as she smiled at Etta.

"Nice to meet you, Etta. My name is Elizabeth." To her credit, Elizabeth smiled as if nothing was wrong and if she wasn't coming over to her ex out of the blue. "I ehm... am married to Ross' cousing Francis. I would like to talk to Ross, if that's ok."

Joscelin looked between Caz and Rene once again. The vampire chuckled, “Take the time you can. I know Caz is not from here.”

Joscelin nodded to Rene not expecting the assistance from the vampire and finding he appreciated it greatly.

He spoke in Ellaern for a moment to Rene before bowing his head. Rene bowed his head back.

The Sovereign moved to take Caz’s hand, “It’s alright. Rene said he would tonight. I will just pay him back another time. Would you like to go outside? I realize such a place like this is not somewhere you would rather be.”

He waited for what Joscelin would decide, because it really wasn't his call. He wasn't the one with the responsabilities and children, and a realm to care for. When René told them to go, he stood slowly and squeezed the other's hand softly.

"Yes, I would actually." He nodded when Joscelin asked if he wanted to go outside. While the palace was nice, he already ached to be outside, this was not his realm... but still nature would call to him.

Rico spoke, laughing gently as the man seemed ready for battle. He was right, as there were many enemies hidden in seemingly plain sight, yet one more had made its face known. He was painfully aware that it was not an ally yet, but how big an obstacle they would be come was yet to be seen. He could see the eagle of Rome in his mind, alerting him to the affiliation, yet he would need to find out a bit more.

"However, your blade has me far more interested. Also, the way it feels I doubt that I would get tired of that."

Though the current staffing of the house was small, it held enough people for the amount of time that Ricardo had been there. He was realizing that he may need more staff, but also considered the appointment of a small army nearby. The man was commenting on the state of the home, but with Rico's status, little could be said in earnest. Feeling the man against him, he moaned softly, secretly hoping for an excuse to dismiss his guest and play with hs new soldier/ Gladiator

" Should we greet our guests or stay away a bit longer?"

He stayed close to the other man because he wanted to, but partly because he felt the need to protect Rico. He probably didn't need it, he was more powerful than anyone Gannicus knew, but the urge was still there. "I believe that you can do anything you like. If you want to keep him waiting, then there is nobody stopping you. Depends on if you want to piss him off or not."

The vampire sighed, because in ways, he very much regretted his choices. But he had been in ways tempted by the offer, he was bleeding out and dying. That offer to survive and be immortal had be aluring. He sighed at Mitchell's words.❝ I wouldn't say lucky, even if I chose it, it still was a trap and trick I fell for, that tempation to survive.❞ he nodded a bit.❝ Yes it is tempting and they wanted me for their own gains.❞ he knew that he couldn't let Mr Snow get his way. He wasn''t going to let him win. He was still scared of what would happen if he snapped again. He was worried their wouldn't be a way back.

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