donatien-alphonse:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

donatien-alphonse:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

donatien-alphonse:

-Leans up against the door frame and nods his head; Bonsoir monsieur.

-drags his finger lazily around his glass resting on the table next to him; Such a… pretty man, you are.

-The corner of his lips curl into a slight smirk; Your observation is rather palpable it seems. Well done.

Donatien Alphonse François, better known as the Marquis de Sade. You are?

Palpable like your beauty… -his eyes flash a dazzling green before fading back to grey; And your domineering nature. Though… your name could have given you away..

-stands, walking over to him; Grigori… Grigori Rasputin.

-Eyes him curiously as he steps forward; You flatter me, monsieur Rasputin, and might I add that your name is indeed well known to me. I’ve always been rather curious of you. Though tell me, why do you insist on harassing my consort?

As it should be well known to all.

Your consort is the boy, I take it? -he cocked his head; If I must tell the truth, his presence irked me to no end.. such a fiery, insubordinate young man.

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