His eyes flick for a moment to Shelley. She was obviously compulsioned. Graendal would not have completely destroyed her mind just yet. The woman was a hedonist, but not stupid. Certainly not that. A razor-edged smile as took a few steps forward. The sound of his boots was very loud in the otherwise silent room. Fury boiled in his voice.
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Date: 2006-09-09 10:14 pm (UTC)"I want her returned to me."