User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-28358106-20171226071958/@comment-28358106-20180103035355

"Define...'crippling.'"

If Armata ever saw Adelaide as anything other than a Demon, now is not that time. Her lips split into her dazzling smile as she leans gently to one side, resting her chin on the back of one hand. Her voice is amber sweet, the timbre of a lover leaning close. She tilts her chin up just enough, looking down at him through midnight lashes while showing the sculpted curve of her perfect nape.