*Ethan*
Thanks to Silverpine's visit, I find myself in a foul mood as I enter through the doors of the Twin Wolves. I want a private card game where the stakes are high and the men at the table ruthless. I don't care if my finances take a beating; I prefer it, in fact.
The urge almost drove me to the poor part of town in search of a brawl. I feel like taking a pounding. I feel like... Pounding into her.
My Rosalind is here. Somehow, I knew she would be. She isn't innocent as Silverpine insinuated, and she isn't going to get hurt. She's a widow who has obviously not experienced life to the fullest, and so she comes here, just as I do, searching for something that will fill the emptiness inside.
I would very much like to fill her. I could avail myself of one of the secluded rooms. Lupo
