[PQ] Throw Away the Key

His worry was a thing of beauty, and his trepidation made her miss Neron all the more. He would have reveled in seeing the family finally claim all it was intended to have, seizing their destiny one sheep at a time. Zariah lifted her hand, index finger lifted away from her fist. With the underside of her hand up, she place the long, filed nail against his collarbone, slowly dragging it up his throat and to the end of his chin, where it caught against the prominent bone at the end of his jaw. The pressure was certainly uncomfortable, but nothing particularly painful. Yet. ”Do we have an understanding, Remi, about the sorts of words that will not part your lips from now on?” she whispered, in almost a hiss. Edrei’s voice would give Remi a short reprieve. Zariah turned and smirked at her. ”Edrei, you’ve done a wonderful job.” she said warmly, walking over to the younger woman. She took the younger woman’s chin in her fingers, tilting her head so she could place a soft kiss against her forehead. A reward along with praise. Not much but something. She turned to face Remi again, eyes trained on him. ”What do you think of our little sheep, Edrei?” she whispered. Zariah Come join the chorus of the unimpressed