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[princess_of_ida]

Three for the gleam of a jewel or a smile.



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[energeia]

[ Robin's smile spread like Ianthe had just said what she needed to hear. ]

I like seeing you too, Ianthe. And I'd love to sing for you. Hopefully that'll be soon.

[princess_of_ida]

[As she took a drink, Ianthe let her eyes wander over Robin as though she was mentally undressing her. To be fair, she kind if was, but it wasn't a conscious act. A week in the chastity belt was starting to get to her.]

Until then, we have ale. And hopefully no more bodies.