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As much as she wished to be angered, to spit fire from her lungs and make Rosalind regret that she ever had left Alexia in the first place - she did not, only returning the touch of fingers with a smile, pressing Judas’ kiss to the hands of her companion. “I would come with you, you know, if you would have me.”

Delicate words. A reminder that Alexia wanted to be the thing at the very thought of her mind.
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“There is nothing to be forgiven.” Gods, how she wanted to crawl inside of Rosalind. To drag her teeth along her neck, her chest, her beating heart and carve her name somewhere it would never be forgotten, deep enough that even dear Robert’s blood could never wash it off. 

Another time, perhaps.

    The fact that such a thought had even crossed her mind had been vile– psychotic rather, when putting it into more appropriate terms. “Isolated voids and repetitious duties will be something I will not plague you with, Alexia. My brother and I are under obligation to right our wrongs in this world and all others we had impacted with our prior faults.” As often as it had been made known that their current experimentation had been close to fruitless in her eyes, she would progress further onward despite her thoughts for the sake of her sibling.

    Freckles emphasized by by the sallowness in her face, the corners of her lips subtly upturning in response to such a gesture. Things of such a nature were unanticipated and induced internal turbulence but this had all been on account of the madam’s lack of physical affection toward others. 

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    As disheartening as it may be, Ashford would never be capable of such a strenuous feat… While there would certainly be memory of the lady, her dexterity and the elvish features she garnered, it wouldn’t be at the reminder imperfections riddled along her internal or external being. The omnipresent’s heart had belonged with her other half, whether it had been beating or not. Even if the very thing had been in the clutches of someone other than him. If it was that objection would arise from this truth, withdrawal would be immediateNo matter the circumstances.

                                                               "Thank you.“ 

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