It had been how long now, since she last tasted wine? Century's possibly, time was hard to gauge when trapped in an undying nightmare. No, Maria meant wgat she had said, she wanted Max to enjoy himself, after all, he was doing her a great service. Still, if he tasted of something nice, she's not going to complain.
She could smell him down the hallway as he came, she too was touched by anticipation apparently, when finally a small knock and polite voice.
Maria was standing in her windowbox, her back to the door as he entered. Combing nimble fingers through stark white hair. She was so pale against the moonlight that flooded her dark room, her flowing white nightdress whisped around her, making her seem almost transparent and spectral. Then she turned to face him, silver eyes practically glowing.
"Max... Come, come to me." Extending an arm as she beckons him so sweetly.
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Date: 2021-02-11 02:12 am (UTC)She could smell him down the hallway as he came, she too was touched by anticipation apparently, when finally a small knock and polite voice.
Maria was standing in her windowbox, her back to the door as he entered. Combing nimble fingers through stark white hair. She was so pale against the moonlight that flooded her dark room, her flowing white nightdress whisped around her, making her seem almost transparent and spectral. Then she turned to face him, silver eyes practically glowing.
"Max... Come, come to me." Extending an arm as she beckons him so sweetly.