ELIZABETH MARCH
QUEEN OF THE CORTEZ

SCATHACH
WITCH OF THE WOOD

STEFANI BIANCHI
STARLET OF ROANOKE

LOVED & BROUGHT TO LIFE BY MANON

MUN/MUSE BOTH 21+
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He is listening. Had been since before he walked through the front doors of the hotel. Logan was using every sense to find her, and it didn’t take long. Her scent, the way her heart beats. It was easy for him to find her, pick her out of all the others in the place. Even so, it doesn’t feel real until he hears his name on her lips. The person behind the desk is trying to get his attention, but they go ignored as his eyes lift, then his chin. There she is, just as gorgeous as ever. His own heart hammers in his chest.

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There are explanations owed, he’s sure. No mistaking the way the light glints off her wet eyes. Who knows if she’ll hear him out or throw him out.

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     she intends to listen . even if she is angry , she intends to hear him out . for years her own heart has ached at the loss of the man now standing at the check-in desk , and simply seeing him almost has elizabeth feeling whole again . almost . lips will part with a shaky inhale , the glistening of wet eyes increasing until tears fall down porcelain cheeks . she yearns to touch him , even if only to make sure he is real , and without another second’s hesitation she will make her way towards the stairs that lead from the blue parrot lounge to the ground floor . but that is where she will stop , the countess standing in wait for logan at the foot of the steps .

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