[He leers at her. A cold wind seems to be rustling the topmost branches of the trees around them; a light mist of snow falls from their shivering needles.]
I would not have invited it if I didn't want you to try. Come, Cassandra, show me why I should respect you.
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22/4/13 06:04 (UTC)I would not have invited it if I didn't want you to try. Come, Cassandra, show me why I should respect you.