Cian
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
A tall handsome man
Turning—if Cian is surprised that Sera has uncurled herself from the couch and followed him over, he doesn't show it—he holds the key in his hand. However as the Artificer gracefully positions herself between he and the desk, of which there is very little room for her to occupy, he tilts his head with wry interest to the side.
"You're quite the clever girl, Seraphina, I would think asking for another favour is certainly within the realm of possibility." It was the granting of it that would take some doing. But given the placement of her hands and the whiskey-sweet shimmer on her lips, it seemed she absolutely was aware of that fact.
"You're quite the clever girl, Seraphina, I would think asking for another favour is certainly within the realm of possibility." It was the granting of it that would take some doing. But given the placement of her hands and the whiskey-sweet shimmer on her lips, it seemed she absolutely was aware of that fact.
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
A red right hand
