"Nay, I brought not my ermines..." Just the extremely luxurious gown he'd worn to die in. And his crown. "The promise was to dress as Boy George, and this is some other man." He looks over at her, leaning on the back of the couch. "--Wilt sit with me?"
Probably she won't, without the excuse of illness.
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Date: 2017-04-04 12:29 am (UTC)Probably she won't, without the excuse of illness.