Feeling foolish, I scowled at her. Does it amuse you to mock me, my lady? A little. Refreshed by sleep, her eyes sparkled unrepentantly. You are so very serious, my shadow.
Jacqueline Carey
Feeling foolish, I scowled at her. Does it amuse you to mock me, my lady? A little. Refreshed by sleep, her eyes sparkled unrepentantly. You are so very serious, my shadow.