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[princess_of_ida]

Three for the gleam of a jewel or a smile.



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[princess_of_ida]

[On one hand, it was good to know who had her name. On the other Ningguang killed her would be really hot.]

And what if I want you to hunt me? Pursue me. Make my blood heat with the thrill of your chase, of the inevitability of you sinking your talons into my flesh.

[abundance]

[It's a compelling image, in a slightly different context, but she's reluctant to give up her annoyance at the situation so quickly.]

It would be a waste for such a chase to end in death.

[princess_of_ida]

Far from it. There's few things more intimate than death. To have you take me like that in a way denied to do many...

[abundance]

No, Ianthe. I have no interest in killing anyone, let alone you.

[princess_of_ida]

Fair enough. I would like you to, but I won't force the matter.

[abundance]

There will always be, unfortunately, things I cannot give you. This is one of them.

[Not that she considers it unfortunate that she can't, in this specific instance.]

[princess_of_ida]

Is it because of the act... or because it's me?

[Would Ningguang stab a bitch that wasn't her?]

[abundance]

When I have killed, it has only ever been in battle, in defence of my nation and people, when absolutely unavoidable. I would never kill another for any lesser reason, and most certainly not someone I have come to admire and care for.

[princess_of_ida]

[So, the answer was yes. Shame. Ianthe would've liked to see it, feel it, have that moment of quiet given to her by Ningguang.]

Alright. But of something changes, it's okay to come for me. I welcome it.