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001.   THE DUNGEONS OF ARENDELLE.    /     SHEFROZE.  

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she spurns the pity that rises like bile,   intolerably vitreous against the inside of her throat    —    after all,    it is only the sight of him that inspires it:    ivory - garbed nobleman reduced to phantom saboteur.   his voice is still honeysuckle poison,    and it is enough reminder that pulchritude can be a thread of lies spun to conceal the most repugnant of souls.    a single footfall draws her closer     —    but not too close,    for caged lions have not been wrenched of teeth    —    and frigid optics blaze,    burning peerlessly in a way only the cold can.    carriage of shoulders hoists her higher,    marble - carved and imposing in the dingy desolation of arendelle’s dungeons.      ❛❛      with all due respect,    i believe you’ve long since forfeited the right to remark on what might or might not serve me well.      ❜❜      languid words spilled like hymnals,    she tilts her head just so.      ❛❛      i do hope the curiosity will not be your undoing.      ❜❜

tone that cuts and sharpens, bones that harden though exterior remains unfazed. he inhales,  A LETHARGIC DRAG.   ❛  right.  ❜    and he lets it linger. a  weighted notion that lies betwixt. recollection paints images of a period short of mere months of when her nearness, her closeness would bring molecules of   FEAR  to him, where instinct would draw a stocky build  (  all tight jaw and brutality. imagining the cold shards that would burn freckled skin.   ;   now, he’s still. where old rebellion dies ‘pon knowing and he leaves it be.      ❛  i have less pride than to find my… undoing by arendelle’s blood.  ❜    eyebrow raise is suggested to further emphasize his point.       ❛  far less.  ❜ 

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(  desolation,  bedeviled  )   edges of precision, and he mimics her behavior   ;  sudden closeness, a lion found brittle confidence, and stands.   (  and may two play this game.  )    endearing,     he says.  a bold test of fate, test of the queen herself.  ❛  it’s only honesty… ‘cause i understand. after all, your majesty.. we’re more alike than you’d fair admit.  ❜