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The man was tall, nearly a head and a half on her; even as his shadow swallowed her, she did not shrink. She was used to the intimidation. Oh, the things she'd do to those men, men who mistook her for nothing more than an elegant wallflower. Her introduction was just above a whisper, her name rolling off her tongue with a gentle hiss. Her voice was sweet to the eardrums like honey, though husky - like that of a queen or priestess. Her blue gaze shifted slowly, icy and empty as she met his crimson stare. The faintest of smirk pulled at the corner of the man's lips, amusement written behind his peering, but her countenance remained devoid of any emotion.

This man swore that, as he reached forth to guide her knuckles to his lips in greeting, he could feel the faintest chill crawl up his arm. 

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This piece was a doozy! But I absolutely fell in love with it when I was (finally) done. I'm excited to be able to present you all with something that I both worked hard on, and achieved through an entire year of practice. It was worth it.

Here's to many more drawings and paintings to come through your support on Patreon! <3 Thank you!

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