[ as the red dusts his cheeks, she teasingly winks and laughs again.
deep down, it makes her so sad to know that sanson still harbors all that guilt for ending her life all those centuries ago. not only does she refuse to hold it against him for merely doing his duty as royal executioner, it quite literally happened in another lifetime. the past is the past, non?
perhaps luckily for him, his glance toward the stove piques marie's interest as well. whatever she originally came into the kitchen for is put aside as she rises onto her tiptoes to peek over his shoulder with curiosity (darn those silly shoulder horses!!). ]
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[ as the red dusts his cheeks, she teasingly winks and laughs again.
deep down, it makes her so sad to know that sanson still harbors all that guilt for ending her life all those centuries ago. not only does she refuse to hold it against him for merely doing his duty as royal executioner, it quite literally happened in another lifetime. the past is the past, non?
perhaps luckily for him, his glance toward the stove piques marie's interest as well. whatever she originally came into the kitchen for is put aside as she rises onto her tiptoes to peek over his shoulder with curiosity (darn those silly shoulder horses!!). ]
Oh? Are you making something?