Lavender relaxes upon her throne. Yawning softly she shifted forward, appearing to be in a bored state of mind. Boredom and Lavender are not a good mixture. As things can, get a little wild. “Entertain me.” She smirks in your direction. Drumming her fingertips on the arm of her throne. A soft sigh leaving her full lips as she waits impatiently. “I’m waiting.” Her velvet like voice falls upon your ears.
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