neron
It was the click of those damned heels that cast his mind back, Neron already sitting up a little in his chair as the sound drew closer and his guards grumbled and pressed in as if to stop Zariah. He held up a hand in a silent gesture that had them halting immediately, leaving him to recline back in his seat, head tilting up to behold Zariah in all of her... well. Glory wouldn't exactly be correct at this moment in time.
"Get her something warm to drink," he said offhand to the guards, waving a hand to dismiss them. "You have managed to find a gem in The Fangs, after all." They left without question, and Neron allowed a catlike smile to spread across his face as, after all this time, the first thing out of her mouth was a sarcastic quip.
"You don't know that I don't laze the day away in bed," he retorted. "I just got better at delegation. At least I know how to dress for the weather."
"Get her something warm to drink," he said offhand to the guards, waving a hand to dismiss them. "You have managed to find a gem in The Fangs, after all." They left without question, and Neron allowed a catlike smile to spread across his face as, after all this time, the first thing out of her mouth was a sarcastic quip.
"You don't know that I don't laze the day away in bed," he retorted. "I just got better at delegation. At least I know how to dress for the weather."
you're so cold, put your hand in mine
