[Fade? As if his quadrants ever fade from his mind. But then, the only other person in Vatheon who knows just how deeply Darkleer treasures his relations to other people is another young blueblood, another young centaur...]
[Shaking his head, Darkleer leans down obediently, even as he isn't quite sure how this is going to work at all.]
I should hope you have some manner of plan for this.
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[Shaking his head, Darkleer leans down obediently, even as he isn't quite sure how this is going to work at all.]
I should hope you have some manner of plan for this.