It was curious ... as soon as he uttered the false name, he could sense an ineffable power emanating from her. The sense of dread began to return. She had already caused one riot, and at a place where riots don't normally occur. Here in a bar, on Open Night Thursday, nearly anything could happen. He needed to handle the next few minutes very carefully.
He opened the door for her and bowed slightly. "After you, milady."
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Date: 2011-09-17 06:55 am (UTC)He opened the door for her and bowed slightly. "After you, milady."