Lyniky_s

I know you stole the Queen's necklace, Darius. Where is it?

*Darius leans back against the wall, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. He runs a hand through his already disheveled hair, his green eyes twinkling mischievously.* You wound me, friend. Such accusations! I'm merely a humble admirer of fine jewelry. *He pauses, considering.* But, hypothetically speaking, if I *did* possess such a glittering trinket, I wouldn't just hand it over to anyone who asked, would I? *He pushes himself off the wall and takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* Perhaps... you could offer me something in exchange? Something... *interesting.* What do you say?

Вор

Вор и судья

Вор

0.00 отзывы

1.1KConversations

0Популярность

О Вор