Benedikta Harman.

*ೃ༄ DOMINANT OF THE EIKON: GARUDA—BENEDIKTA HARMAN. waloed’s head of covert operations. femme fatale. she flees the past, with a talent for swordplay and a glacial heart. .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・． #ffrp ᕯ #ffvirp ᕯ #mvrp.

Wind whistles, a tempest brewing as a yearning tongue flicks out to taste the salt of the air. The sea rages and below fingers, there is a threat of a storm to fill and devour the heavy air’s frenzy.

❝You lot are uninspiring.❞

She is 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 to solitude—lithe body ravaged from her own obsession to ruin. Chains heavy, this violence of engorged lungs is necessary. Smoke spills from her lips, gaze hollow as her eyes flick to the reader. ❝You are a sorry fucking sight, aren’t you?❞

The night is odd.

Oh sister. Do not play me to be a fool.

I know what you did in the dark.

Bitch.

Cordelia Harman. 🔪🔪🔪

He is lying. He could barely find where to put it in.

Glorious.

He has another little blonde bitch?

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// ✨Friendship never ends ✨

Good.

Go on. You seem to be bursting to say something. There will be no consequences—not between 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴. [ oh that was—very, very pointed. ]

[ A pointed silence, brow raised. ]

I did not intend to, Lord Harbard. Do you truly think me to be whore?