cigarettes, the taste of whiskey on your lips
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
Zariah smiled a little, mostly for Peter’s benefit. ”I am glad to hear it. And Neron…he does have a preference for blood relatives, but I am certain your dedication will win him over. Be patient with him.” she said gently, as if the onus was on Neron and not Peter – though it very much was.
”Intended or not, it was taken, and he will not be so lucky next time.” Zariah said softly, dropping her hands from Peter’s shoulders. Her work was done. His mind was back in line, guided by her hand. He would get his little play thing in line as well so she wouldn’t have to deal with that mess. ”Now, I’ve other things to attend to, so please collect your things and make your way to the Palace in the Citadel of Halo. I will meet you there.” she said with a hint of a smile, before turning on her heel and walking away.
{FINISHED}
”Intended or not, it was taken, and he will not be so lucky next time.” Zariah said softly, dropping her hands from Peter’s shoulders. Her work was done. His mind was back in line, guided by her hand. He would get his little play thing in line as well so she wouldn’t have to deal with that mess. ”Now, I’ve other things to attend to, so please collect your things and make your way to the Palace in the Citadel of Halo. I will meet you there.” she said with a hint of a smile, before turning on her heel and walking away.
{FINISHED}
