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"My Lord Xind'ell indeed...it has been far to long..." Opelya smiled deeply and gave him her hand. "Riconus" She corrected herself softly, letting the name roll of her tongue in a strange way, as if she never thought she'd say it again. "I see you got the drink...I'm sorry I couldn't resist. The stuff you were drinking..." Here she sighed slightly, amused but not sure why. "Darling, it really just wouldn’t do." She grinned and took a drink from her cup.
The look she gave him was very singular, her dark crimson eyes giving him a once over after he was settled in a seat across from her. "My how you've changed. I wonder why, was it necessary love? Really was any of this necessary. You gave me quite an upset; in fact I don’t know how I’ve managed. I really should have never left Imperia, but I felt I had no other choice. And here you are now….as if a dream. I can’t imagine how this happened.” She said, sounding rather peculiar in her way. As if she were angry at something, just not him. Maybe it was the situation she found herself in. Or maybe it was the shock of seeing him after so long. It had certainly put her out of sorts. The look on her face was almost impenetrable, like a glass dolls. She hadn’t wanted to be mad at him. It wasn’t his fault.
Opelya tilted her head to the side, in a way she had always been want to do. Her eyes holding a hidden meaning in them.”Tell me, how have you been lately? Or what's on your mind? I wish to know everything sire.”
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A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal.
~Oscar Wilde
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