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Every movement had been silent. It was as if he was moving in the shadows. He could feel the power surging through him, and he could fear the dark tendrils of fear moving through him. Already he had heard people fall to their feet and begin weeping.

Rictus Grin’s idle curiosity wondered what things they saw and the things they experienced. But there was no time for that.

A low growl emitted from his throat as his new and improved trademark grin shone brilliantly in the light. An animalistic noise growled from his throat, and he was truly a cat enjoying his prey as he stood there, nearly invisible.

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“You know, you should feel honored,” Cheshire said. A trademark grin crossed his features as he leaned towards the heir. “I don’t just do that to anyone. But ehhhh. I felt left out. Seeing you flustered seemed like fun.” He glanced at Rory and then turned away. “It was amusing for a good minute.”

A giant yawn covered Cheshire’s face as he leaned against a chair. Tears pricked the corner of his eyes as his catlike features attempted to blink away the sleepiness that begged the man to take a nap.