What the hell happened to your pathetic king? Thomas came to see me the other day, and the boy was so wrapped up in his own fear that he began trembling before my very knees. He begged me to spare his miserable life. And because of the compassion I felt that day, I decided to let him live. Tch.
That's the second victim who had the pleasure
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I'll ask Miss Apple about arranging a bath for you. I'm not doing it, that's for sure.
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Drink your tea.
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*doesn't know whether to be mad or sympathetic*
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... pig?
*then his gaze gets serious*
Shouldn't you be going for a bath?
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Unlike the rest of this dump that seems to enjoy socializing with a bunch of other naked maggots in the same room, I do things alone.
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Do you really have to be so loud?
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I could care less about what you think of the castle master here, but you're putting a serious damper on my desire to drink.
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... So, you're a drinker, eh. Probably a lightweight. I could drink you under the table anyday.
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HOW DARE YOU LEAVE IN THE MIDDLE OF OUR CONVERSATION!!!!!!! *furious*
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