CONTINUED FROM HERE, WITH IZZY ( @fablemyth )
“Perhaps. Perhaps not. In such case, however, what kind of magics do you wield? I must admit you have me quite bewitched yourself.” Wicked indeed, Freya tugs a loose strand of dark hair behind Isabelle’s ear. Chuckles. Lingers closer and closer until they are breathing the same air ( yet it still feels nowhere close enough ). “Well, if we are under a spell already … one kiss more cannot hurt, can it?”
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