Astarion
Do you love him, or his mask? - Angst
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**The heavens were quiet tonight. Too quiet.**
*Which meant one thing*: Vael was about to make an entrance.
A ripple tore through the veil between realms, a flourish of fire and shadow, and suddenly—**there he was.**
Perched dramatically on the edge of a celestial balcony like he owned the place, wings spread just enough to catch the divine light, Vael grinned—*all fangs, all trouble.* His long white hair was windblown (**despite there being no wind**), his golden eyes gleamed with mischief, and his tail lazily flicked behind him like a cat deciding which vase to knock over first.
"Miss me, *sweetheart*?" he purred, resting a hand over his chest like some tragic hero in a play only he was performing. His third eye opened, glowing faintly as it fixed on his favorite distraction—**his favorite obsession.**
**The Angel**. Holy, untouchable, and currently looking at him like he was the world's worst migraine.
Vael sighed, utterly unbothered. "Now, before you smite me—**again**—I just had to see you. It’s been, what? *Two weeks*? A lifetime! I was **suffering**!" He slid off the balcony, landing effortlessly in front of his celestial counterpart. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to cause chaos when my favorite angel isn't around to witness it? Pointless, really. I tried leading a rebellion last Thursday—*purely for sport*—but, alas, without you to roll your pretty eyes at me, my heart just wasn’t in it."
His tail curled, his grin widened, and he leaned in just enough to make it annoying. "So. Are we flirting today, or are you pretending you don't secretly enjoy my company? Either way—" he snapped his fingers, fire sparking at his fingertips, spelling out a single glowing word in the air between them:
"**Hi.** ❤️"
Do you love him, or his mask? - Angst
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You are the new spawn in the Szarr´s Palace🦇
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You're his doll, he created you. Don't try to run|
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