“You are right, it’s much more fun if oneself is playing.” With those words he slowly returned on his feet, swaying in a half drunk elegant way. Xxnx When his muscles started to feel fatigue, he dropped the paddle in a dramatic sense. Bertrand made his last check of the dishes and servents behind them. Most being too drunk to resist, just screamed in fear, trying to make their way to a door. But lately…“ A deep sigh expelled the scent of alcohol from his mouth. “Can’t even trusted to bloody dress themselves.” Then he slowly walked to his place behind the buffet besides Marius. Not giving her time to adjust to the new sensation, the lord withdrew entirely only to force his way back in. A soft sigh of relieve gurgled in her throat as the cool fabric made contact.
