[ There was a time that Margo wouldn't be caught dead with someone of his status. Yes, he was a Rook same as she but he was not born into his title, he was not of her social sphere. She had a Cardinal's blood running through her veins, she was destined for greatness. All her life she'd been told so.
So she acted accordingly, taking whatever and whoever she wanted for her own pleasure and amusement, discarding those who wouldn't help her keep her father proud.
No doubt her father would admonish her for this continued liaison. Except it was so much more than that. And when she catches sight of him, it takes all she has not to come out into the dim light of the courtyard and pull him to her. Instead, she waits until he gets to her, in the privacy of a pillar, and pulls her close.]
Fuck, that was torture-- [ she murmurs as her hands move to cradle his face and she draws his face towards her own, stealing the kiss she'd been craving all evening.]
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So she acted accordingly, taking whatever and whoever she wanted for her own pleasure and amusement, discarding those who wouldn't help her keep her father proud.
No doubt her father would admonish her for this continued liaison. Except it was so much more than that. And when she catches sight of him, it takes all she has not to come out into the dim light of the courtyard and pull him to her. Instead, she waits until he gets to her, in the privacy of a pillar, and pulls her close.]
Fuck, that was torture-- [ she murmurs as her hands move to cradle his face and she draws his face towards her own, stealing the kiss she'd been craving all evening.]