☉NARIEL
The words grated against my senses like a blunt blade against stone. "Why don't you enlighten me? Perhaps by having that insufferable—incorrigible core of yours impaled," I retorted, my voice taut. Arucard's grin widened as he paused, a picture of grace, his hands gesturing elegantly.
“Is this your way of expressing your longing for my presence?" He placed a hand over his heart. "It's a rarity to encounter such intimate sentiments about me, aside from the misguided fools who deem me as their bane, a nightmare in need of slaying."
Then his expression furrowed, slightly. "Oh, spare me. I can't bear that look from you." He raised an eyebrow, and I realized I was glaring daggers at him. "Don't be so touchy about what just occurred. He is unharmed," he remarked, rousing himself enoug
