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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 5, 2015 11:54:23 GMT -5
Amelia sighed and called for her servants herself.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 14:09:02 GMT -5
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With their few possessions loaded into the dinghys and ready to depart for Ironman's Bay, Killion stopped by Amelia's room.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 16:00:17 GMT -5
Amelia was sat in front of a mirror wearing a flimsy shift of satin, applying some exotic make up she had bought from a Lyseni trader. The guards let Killion in.
"Oh, it's you," Ami said, not looking up.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 16:03:47 GMT -5
"Try to contain your excitement." he replied dryly, leaning nonchalantly against the nearest wall.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 16:07:30 GMT -5
"No need," Ami answered, a mocking smile on her face as she applied some bronze powder to her face, purposefully not asking why he was there.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 16:15:35 GMT -5
He looked upon the the woman who had almost been his queen, wondering if this had all not worked out for the best. After all, he had already gotten what he wanted from her.
"And here I had hoped we had created some fond memories." he sneered, wondering how she could still sit comfortable after the saltwife experience. The bruises were unlikely to fade for some time. "If not, it seems we have overstayed our welcome, so I will not darken your door for much longer."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 16:26:05 GMT -5
"Oh?" Amelia asked, finishing with her powder and going for some kohl for her eyes. "Ironborn overstay their welcome - now that's a new one." She smiled again.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 16:33:53 GMT -5
"I do enjoy meeting expectations." he shrugged, making his way over to her and leaning on the counter. "Are you this cold with all the men who have been inside you or only the ones who make you cum?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 16:39:13 GMT -5
Amelia gave a musical laugh. "Oh I am quite convincing, aren't I? But not, I couldn't possibly show any affection towards you now could I? Pull back a little, act cold, make you unsure of yourself." She put the kohl down and picked up a small tub with sticky pink gloss in it and began to apply it to her lips. "This is the game us greenlanders play."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 16:46:18 GMT -5
"It makes no difference, you served my purposes and will certainly not be the last wench to do so in these lands." he smiled, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Though I do admit a certain attachment. We must stay in touch. I will have to pay a visit to Gulltown in the near future, to show you the games us Ironborn play."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 17:11:30 GMT -5
"Let's not pretend that I wasn't using you as well, my dear," Amelia answered, finishing with her makeup and finally turning to him, shapely legs crossing. "And do visit, though make sure your sails are fire proof."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 17:27:43 GMT -5
"I was happy to be of use." he placed a hand on her thigh, sliding it up insistently. "Do take care of yourself, sorceress. I still intend to see all the tricks up your sleeves one day."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 17:35:58 GMT -5
Amelia watched Killion's hand snake up her thigh and smile, then nodded to a chair behind Killion.
"Sit. I might have a final gift for you." The look on her face became almost sinful.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 6, 2015 17:40:49 GMT -5
"Best make it quick then." he smirked, taking a seat. "The boats are packed and awaiting their prince."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Apr 6, 2015 17:48:01 GMT -5
Amelia rose with a sultry smile, slowly beginning to dance to music that wasn't there. It didn't matter though.
She moved closer, swirling and gyrating, her behind moving inches from Killion's face.
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