[ Morgana slaps a hand to her face. Her one act of true kindness and nobility was apparently good for ten seconds.
The exact result she wanted earlier was now happening, because no one is looking at her anymore.
"VON SHELLSING?!" The entire party shouts, glasses dropped, monocles falling off of faces, and even the sad music that had been accompanying this charade was being replaced by a dramatic slamming of the piano keys.
The guest who'd been about to throw Drake out drops him, seething with anger. "A Von Shellsing! I should have known! Well, your famous legacy ends tonight... You're about to become the main course!"
That's right, nobody was looking at Morgana... until she ran forward, snatched the hero by the hand, and kept on going! ]
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The exact result she wanted earlier was now happening, because no one is looking at her anymore.
"VON SHELLSING?!" The entire party shouts, glasses dropped, monocles falling off of faces, and even the sad music that had been accompanying this charade was being replaced by a dramatic slamming of the piano keys.
The guest who'd been about to throw Drake out drops him, seething with anger. "A Von Shellsing! I should have known! Well, your famous legacy ends tonight... You're about to become the main course!"
That's right, nobody was looking at Morgana... until she ran forward, snatched the hero by the hand, and kept on going! ]
RUN, YOU IDIOT! RUN!