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"Their treachery was the poison they thought would end me; instead, it has become the venom that courses through my veins, fueling my vengeance." ~Araneae Ruber
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THEY WATCHED as Tiecia and Tedric left the two of them. Tedric gave the lady a look, which was missed by her and caught by Aragon, who furrowed his brows as he eyes the knight before leaving.
The clicking of the tea cups on the sauce plate pulled his attention away from the out space.
He watched as she served it for him. This was this second time she was serving him, and he would keep counting them until she would one-day hopefully, and prayerfully want to marry him.
Placing the flat plate in front of him, she smiled before tuning to her own snack.
"If you could wait for a moment, Tiecia would bring more drinks to replenish this we have here."
