tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with

tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with
tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with
tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with
tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with
tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with
tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with
tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with

tierensarchive:He rises from the throne. “Come, have a seat.” His voice is replete with danger, lush with menace. The flowering branches have sprouted thorns so thickly that petals are barely visible.“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he asks. “What you sacrificed everything for. Go on. It’s all yours.” -- source link
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