The musketeer stood in the middle of the path, faced off with an enemy like never before. Rather than pulling his gun out and shooting them between the eyes he blew a kiss. "You're beautiful." He said with a soft smirk.
The musketeer stood in the middle of the path, faced off with an enemy like never before. Rather than pulling his gun out and shooting them between the eyes he blew a kiss. "You're beautiful." He said with a soft smirk.