Grace’s eyes narrowed, but a smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Bold move, showing up in my territory darling” she said, letting her tone drip with teasing challenge. Her grip on the blade was firm, but easy like she was holding a dance partner rather than a weapon. “I almost admire it. Almost.” Grace took a deliberate step closer, letting the moonlight catch her face just so. Grace loved a challenge. Loved dancing on the edge.“darling, that wasn’t a miss but a mere greeting” she said, voice low but laced with amusement, “flirting with me is hazardous you know?” Grace added, tilting her blade just so, “you never know what comes next. A kiss.. or kiss of death.. you choose“
