"The prettiest ones are always spoken for," he said with an aggrieved, but mischievous smile. Gabriel reached out and shifted a lock of her hair off her shoulder. "So. I have to know who won over a lovely Southern Belle such as yourself."
He was deeply curious about who managed to win the heart of someone as immense and ancient as Death, but he could always poke around about that later.
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Date: 2011-04-03 04:02 pm (UTC)He was deeply curious about who managed to win the heart of someone as immense and ancient as Death, but he could always poke around about that later.