User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-27550231-20161118055722/@comment-28358106-20161118123311

Aidlis glares, but says nothing as Victivius reaches up and strokes her face idly.

"Champion."

He gestures to the table.'  "My table is thine, as is my civility.  I lack reason to be otherwise." '

Cyndwella licks her lips as she looks Jorge over. "Perhaps, he has finally tired of his little goddess and has come to play.  Heheheheheeee..."