decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
He frowned and paused. “Then get out of there and get to Ubbes…. I’ll send a message ahead to him to expect you…. We can’t interfere right now. Because there is no definitive proof it was him. I’m sorry.” He told her
She shook her head and poured some more wine, going to sit down and rubbed at her face. “Ivar pisses people off like that’s his job. Like he’s invincible. When it’s really the opposite.” She sighed.
She shook her head and poured some more wine, going to sit down and rubbed at her face. “Ivar pisses people off like that’s his job. Like he’s invincible. When it’s really the opposite.” She sighed.