Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191018075609/@comment-24510587-20191021170454

This was Lysilde's doing, Emile figured. Somewhere, this angered him a little. She couldn't even come in to give him the cake personally? What, had he offended her in some way or something? This was preposterous.

He sheathed his sword and pulled the door open, his mood having turned quite sour.