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Julien was the master of flattery, and Cassandra loved him for it.

He handed her a single blue-gray blossom of Nightflower, plucked from a patch of weeds on the walkway of Andefalco University. "Wear it in your hair," he ordered with a grin.

Her dark eyes were wide as she brushed the grime off the papery petals. "You really couldn't find anything nicer?" she asked, her voice having the slightest hint of a wan, rather downcast tremor.

He kissed her forehead, and his smooth lips were like fire against her pallid skin. "I don't want it to compete with your pretty face."

Cassandra sighed as she obliged him. Julien was the mastery of flattery, and sometimes, just sometimes she hated him for it.
©2008-2009 ~standingalive
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A study on equivocations. Julien and Cassandra are two of my minor characters in one of my works in progress. Personally, I really wish that these two hadn't gotten together, but they just DID. Yikes.

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