Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-28358106-20170108060136

Cyndwella goes to her room and turns it into her ballroom. Drawing a luxurious bath, she dunks herself in the suds, all while humming a merry tune. Suddenly, a small portal opens up above her and a little letter falls out. Cyndwella snatches it from the air, and looks at it.

-For Lord Jaghund's Eyes Only-

-From: Xeveda-

-CYNDWELLA PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO HIM AND DON'T READ IT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I'LL BE YOUR SLAVE FOR THE NEXT TWO HUNDRED YEARS IF YOU DO THIS-

Cyndwella raises a brow.

"Xev, you dumb bimbo..."

She pops open the seal and reads the letter. Her brows raise, but she remains unimpressed.

"Maou's gash, Xev what are you? Thirteen?  Pfft..."

She puts it back in its envelope and tosses it across the room.