Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon
It feels so fuckin' good!
The look on Marquis's face replays in my mind, and I laugh hard to myself.
‘What game am I playin', eh?’
Daft question, Marquis.
It’s easy to figure out once you look at the bigger picture. It’s just instinct, bruv. Those bloody Spards touched what’s mine, my princess. Of course I'd fuck 'em up!
The Frinx bitch might not have the real lead to the Surkl, but I’ll make sure to pin her into possessing one. And that Alan… Charlotte’s been far too warm toward him. Shit, I would've fucked him up otherwise.