I pulled open my window and leaned out. Are you daft? I whispered loudly.He bowed extravagantly, deeply, his dark tousled hair falling over his brow. Such poetry, my lady.
Alyxandra Harvey
I pulled open my window and leaned out. Are you daft? I whispered loudly.He bowed extravagantly, deeply, his dark tousled hair falling over his brow. Such poetry, my lady.