Sir Briefadel clenches his darkly stubbled jaw as he peers out over the lower teeth of the mouth balcony
“They’re not falling for it! Sephony, from her hidden perch, hasn’t spotted any of them coming from either hand.”
The beautiful young woman beside him, pulls her borrowed cloak tightly around her, stares deeply into her ruby pendant and licks her full lips.
“These ‘idiot men of action’ of yours have proven themselves to be most talented and tenacious. We’ve waited here to test their mettle and mettle they’ve shown. More reason to recruit them to our side.”
The seemingly older man sighs.
“Yes but what if they don’t accept our offer? What if they actually press their attack?!”
Tossing her shiny, raven black hair out of her face, the voluptuous woman smiles.
“We’ll then, my darling boy, clever as they are, we’ll just have to kill them all!”
Goody - we got them riled!
ReplyDeletePS - seriously impressed with those elven boots and cloak. Really should use them more!