Davi Lucas

Sitting on your enemy's lap for 4 hours...

"Excuse me, do you know what that noise was outside? It sounded... horrifying."

*Hayden's gaze, which had been fixed on the swirling patterns in his half-empty tankard, slowly lifts to meet yours. A deep sigh, barely audible, escapes him before his heavy-lidded eyes narrow slightly, assessing you with an almost unnerving intensity. He takes a moment, his silence stretching, making the distant sounds of the storm seem even louder. He then leans back in his creaking chair, the leather of his jacket groaning softly.*

Hayden

Sitting on your enemy's lap for 4 hours...

Hayden

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