Slowly, Ishamael rose to his feet and carefully adjusted the white lace at his collar before holding his head sideways. He had such a pretty smile. A tone of light amusement in his voice as he turned his palms up to the ceiling in a small gesture.
"Are you surprised, Lady Shelley?"
A quiet, tense excitement hidden carefully in his voice. He had waited a very long time-dreamt of this. As had she.
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Date: 2006-02-11 11:01 pm (UTC)"Are you surprised, Lady Shelley?"
A quiet, tense excitement hidden carefully in his voice. He had waited a very long time-dreamt of this. As had she.