Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160721185731/@comment-26517142-20160724080708

Langwidere sees the assortment of men and quickly dismisses herself. "Boring. Aren't there other guests in this pool of submitting idiots?" She throws a key to the Winkie servant who returns to the carriage and parks it away.

"Hello, Ozma. And hello,  Jeiel.(grabs my tie closer)

Ozma: Langwidere, I'd appreciate you not sbake off my future husband.

Jeiel: Urmm.... (Brushes her hand aside as I affix my own pair of glasses to negate captivation) Hiya. Thanks for... representing Ev.

Langwidere: Of course. I wouldn't miss this event for the world. After all, you denied bedding with me years ago. Im sure you'd refuse Ozma too, celibate.

(Paths glare intensely behind my neck) CAN WE SKIP THAT AND MOVE ON? I have guests here. And you're bewitching them.