64th Butterfly

[proudbutterfly]

One hasn't realized the City was trying to mimic Heaven and the glory of the inorganic advances its beloved Children offered since forever. Still pales to the stainless grace of their steel and glass, one doesn't smell the blood well hidden under the white walls and buried in the ever-blossoming gardens. It's always spring in the Highest layers of

Comments

Private to Hatter//Cursed

[devilingenuity]

The dress is perfect, I'm sure she'll appreciate it, indeed. I'm sorry to disappoint you that this came a bit late, but surely I can dig another holiday nearby with as much charm as this. The calendars are rich with celebrations, after all.

Private to Vergil//Cursed

[proudbutterfly]

Hmm~ Hmmmm~ One certainly hopes so! She looked so radiant wearing the gown.

It was a minor disappointment and nothing else. The union must be held in a time that carries a ill good omen such as a moonless night and a vow exchange as the Witching Hour tolls its bells.

[thresheld]

And radiantly warm.

[proudbutterfly]

Warm enough? This jester only seeks to be a good host.

Are the accommodations of your liking, Lord-Lady? One can shift them easily.

[thresheld]

I'm pleased. You've done me a service, and Desire does not forget.

[proudbutterfly]

What a joy! ♥

It's always a pleasure to entertain guests, Lady-Lord.