devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
"Hey you." Eloise said, naturally as anything. She couldn't quite put her finger on when or how things had changed between them. They still fooled around every now and then, the illusionist finding her way into the cook's hammock when she found herself away in the middle of the night, but the passion was different now. She was no longer a lost and uptight duchess and he no longer the black sheep of his family. Still, she couldn't help but smile at the sight of him, bronzed and rugged as he was.
Glancing down at the stone, she just laughed and shook her head. "I know that things like this are possible in this world but...tossing a stone into a pool with the hopes that that...creature will grant my wish just seems silly."
Nudging him slightly with her shoulder and splashing her foot in the water, she put her chin on her shoulder to look at him. "What were you going to wish for?"
Glancing down at the stone, she just laughed and shook her head. "I know that things like this are possible in this world but...tossing a stone into a pool with the hopes that that...creature will grant my wish just seems silly."
Nudging him slightly with her shoulder and splashing her foot in the water, she put her chin on her shoulder to look at him. "What were you going to wish for?"
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
