Qeya River The gentle ones can't handle me, the rough ones despise me

lestan grinned, still greatly charmed by sadey's ways. and he enjoyed the way she continued to talk about the late jaxon, as if he were still present.
her love, then, was widely apparent.
he reddened at all the nippling talk, blushing across his cheeks as he tried to recover.
"miss amalia and i might be related, do you know?" he chuckled. "it is a small world indeed!"