a romantic, candelit dinner would be incomplete
“Mm, I do know the feeling.” Astaroth murmurs, guiding Isla along to the music as they continue to dance. It’s quite a sight, too, the two of them impeccably fluid with one another one might think they have spent more time with each other than just talk over tea. “Oh I do hope so, my dear, I spend quite a bit of time there.” He says with a chuckle, turning them to face the other way with a few easy steps, giving her a moment to take the lead should she wish to.
When it comes to visiting, though, his grin broadens. “I am security for the Dusklight, where I also live. An exchange with darling Danta.” He explains with a chuckle. “However, the rest of the Inner Quarter has quite a few places to visit that are worth the trip.” He recalls a bit fondly to that store with the tea set Danta had found, before his grin widens for her, toothy and sharp.
When it comes to visiting, though, his grin broadens. “I am security for the Dusklight, where I also live. An exchange with darling Danta.” He explains with a chuckle. “However, the rest of the Inner Quarter has quite a few places to visit that are worth the trip.” He recalls a bit fondly to that store with the tea set Danta had found, before his grin widens for her, toothy and sharp.
Astaroth
without all this blood /////
