[ She has lovely hands, precise, his own feeling blunt and stupid even with their new vampiric grace that has ceased the tremor he used to have to clench tight to try and stop. But the knot doesn't give to her, either. ]
Guess it's fate.
[ It's not exactly a burden, by any means, to have their hands bound for the game; he'd smiled as the servants clad in flowers and wheat had wrapped the long ties around their arms, and he's still smiling now as they move away from the cheering crowd together. ]
We can find scissors later, if you don't mind staying my wife a little longer.
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Guess it's fate.
[ It's not exactly a burden, by any means, to have their hands bound for the game; he'd smiled as the servants clad in flowers and wheat had wrapped the long ties around their arms, and he's still smiling now as they move away from the cheering crowd together. ]
We can find scissors later, if you don't mind staying my wife a little longer.