Game Of Thrones Preferences 소설 & 이야기

"But does that mean she greatly favour a strong and powerful man?" "I cannot say, but that is not what I am getting into." "What is it then?" getting at the peak of her nosiness, Anne cannot help but ask for more. She even moved closer to improve her absorption of information from the innocent elf. "I'm talking about her fiancé." "Oh, that foul-mouthed Felix guy? He does look kind of fierce." Initiating her feedback with a sigh, she seem to be preparing herself for a substantial yet trivial details to impart. "You see, he is literally the dragon I was talking about."

"That was fun..." "Yeah...Do you care for some wine?" I asked and he nodded wordlessly.There was this weird silence between us as we sipped our wine, our eyes glued on the television screen.We were watching the last episode of Game of Thrones . "I prefer Vikings to Game of Thrones..." He commented. "Me too..." "So who is your favourite actor in Vikings?" "Ragnar Lothbrok and you?" "Ivar the boneless...." "Don't tell me you pity him because he is a cripple?"

No, to correct me. “Did you know that the War of Thrones you are currently reading by James Hathwell is actually inaccurate? It is sourced by humans who plainly favor the Gods.” I tried to keep my breathing and voice steady out of respect for him being a Prefect before replying, “Naturally, Ser Orpheus. I was merely curious about the human’s point of view. I have already read most of the credible texts and was completely bored, so I decided to read from other sources, which led me to this section of human-authored texts. Does that clarify my choice for you?”

He’s the only voice I actually want to hear up there. I shrug, stuffing a handful of sunny yellow ones into my elbow. “I don’t know. She’s too hard to read. She’d probably tell me they’re as stupid as I am, and that they don't buy her affection. But the only way to actually find out is by giving them to her, isn’t it?” "Perhaps." Skye sounds unconvinced. "She prefers books and rage to romance though. Just saying." “Maybe. Which is why I would gladly be the romantic one in the relationship!"

I had my seat and fiddled with my fingers as I was no longer in my territory so I felt a bit more reserved. “Yeah! So, do you know what's funny? My brother, George prefers dominant and fierce partners when it comes to romance.” Jane revealed to me. I didn't know why she was so confident in revealing all these to me but it was nice to know that I was trusted. “Cool. So you both have different preferences when it comes to choosing partners.” “Yes, we do. Despite how close we are and how much we relate, we turn out to have different preferences when it comes to choosing partners. I laugh about it sometimes.” Jane giggled and I chuckled.

[Raven’s POV] “Do you even realize what you’re asking us to do? Play a sensual live-action game!” I paced the circumference of our bedroom. Leo didn’t seem to be listening to a word I said. To me, this was a mistake—but to him, it was a life-changing opportunity. “Just understand, Raven. This could put an end to our conflict.” I sighed. “What do you mean? It's a sensual game meaning they would definitely require us to have sex while the whole nation watches in delight, do you really want the world to see we don't satisfy each other?”

“I’m not going to groom you into anything. I like your regularly infuriating self just the way it is, do you understand?” I tried to nod but his strong hand held me immobile so I squeaked out instead. “Yes.” “Good.” He released me. Well that went well. “Now for my sexual preferences.” I said, ignoring the dark amusement settling in his eyes. “I um…” A blush crept into my cheeks. ’I’m basiCellie open to anything except degradation and sadistic shit involving a lot of pain. I might enjoy choking and a little spanking but that’s where it ends.”

I ask while he remains silent proving my guess. "Oh God of creation!" I whisper running a hand through my hair. It's all about the power to him. "Odell tell me it's not true!" I ask him again. "It's true Alec, it is true and I bet if you were in my shoes you would have done the same... " "No! I wouldn't! I would never jeopardize the life of anyone just because I want the crown to be passed on to me directly without having to go through the competition!" I cut him off.

“No, You’re happy. He’s happy. That’s all I care about. It’s just a little weird considering that you and I almost dated, and now you’re my brother’s son. It’s all kinds of Game of Thrones level of strange.” “I vaguely get that reference.” “Micheal and I watch it together. There’s a lot of complicated relationships.” “Is it any good?” “Yeah, but it’s the kind of show you don’t watch with your parents, if you get what I’m saying.” He could only imagine what he meant by that, but he trusted him opinion on the matter and determined that he would not be taking his Papa up on that particular marathon offer. “Noted.” He scanned through the book until he found what it was that he was searching for.

He assumed that Heather’s experiences while living abroad would affect her preferences. However, his descriptions were not detailed enough, and the aspects he had placed emphasis on were peculiar. It only served to confuse the shop owner. “What about her personality? What kind of person is she?” The shop owner was more keen to know about Heather’s character, not her experience. “She dislikes gaudy stuff and prefers objects with a light color tone. She’s also someone with high standards.” Having concluded with much difficulty, he was certain those would help in picking out a gift.