Thread: Attraction Is A Treacherous Game [MisterKingXSeraphina]

Leaning on a chimney, lurking above the streets, Tirel cursed at himself once he realized that he had left his jacket with the attendants back at the king's palace. That jacket had more than its fair share of sentimental value it wasn't something that should be left behind so easily. He made a mental note to get it back and tucked it away amidst the rest of the tangled, branching task list blooming in the back of his mind. Among that list was a kidnapping, three instances of blackmail, finding some leverage to get Kiara out from under her mother's thumb, and finding out where Ad- speak of the deviless... A shrouded figure crept from the shadows of an alleyway below, noticeable only by the lengths she went to be unnoticed. Surely that was her. He dropped from the overhang, gently corrected the aspects of his appearance knocked askew, and joined her as she walked. Adani swapped a charm on her necklace with one clipped on a band around her wrist, and her black incognito outfit unfurled and reformed itself into something new, less conspicuous since she was now walking with Tirel and in public. At least it was as inconspicuous as devils got, anyhow. The white linen shirt was cut surprisingly low and loose, and although her skirt met her boots at the knee it seemed to bob higher and float slower than others, keeping her thighs plenty visible as she strode along. Her plain, somewhat bland clothes might've been muted compared to Tirel's host of eye-catching colors, but her vivid crimson skin shone through, elevating the simple tans and whites to something exotic and enticing. Without breaking stride she pulled a hairpin out of her shirt, holding it in her mouth until she wrangled her rich, violet hair into a workable bun, then before stabbing the pin through. When she could talk, Tirel spoke. I didn't see a Titare tonight, so I assume you were successful? Quite those bastards were running around all night putting out fires. How many of those fires were literal? I'm curious. Enough. That got a grin from Tirel. No devil worth their salt could resist a little arson. How'd it go on your end? We got two and a half new voices tonight. I think we've got some real solid ground to stand on here Tirel oversold the smile, clearly trying too hard with her. Seven. You promised you could get seven on your side. I scoped out those seven we had a plan. What the hell happened? Adani did her best to hide the smoldering disappointment but ultimately couldn't. There was work, plenty of it, that had failed. I, I had to improvise. Tirel was nervous, flustered almost. Somebody new introduced herself, and things ... the evening revolved around her from then on. Ooh, the great seducer was himself seduced, the irony. Adani relished this weakness and let him know the richness of her gloating rolled off of her tongue. So who was this lucky contessa that made you so weak in the knees? Let me guess big breasts and a red dress were involved. Tirel couldn't look her straight on almost if he was very reluctant to admit this. Princess Kiara, and she was wearing purple. Adani's eyes grew wide at his confession you could almost see the dollar signs light up in her eyes. No! I don't believe it! You're in with the princess! This moves everything up so much! Now we ca- Tirel interrupted. Her mother hates her, and our kind. I'd be shocked if Kiara wasn't already being punished by Nadia for vanishing with me like we did. Still though, she's the goddamn princess that's got to be worth something! Besides, princess pussy's probably pretty tight, eh? Ohh, I cannot wait until you start tapping that! The sorceress was still overjoyed at this news. Tirel said nothing, giving only a small shrug and smile to concede without conceding. Adani smiled wide at her victory and planted a powerful kiss on Tirel's lips before dragging him into the bed by his shirt. A letter arrived at the king's palace, sealed in the kind of envelope only a devil would dare send. Dear Princess, the envelope read, sealed with a mark nobody in the palace could recognize. The paper inside was from no local tree, with a light blue tint and a whiff of crisp fruit upon opening. Several nights ago I believe I left a hide jacket as I departed early. When should I return to retrieve it? You'll know which one is mine. -Your Favorite Baron