I don’t know what your personal vendetta is with dolls, nor do I care that you burn them, just as long as they are yours and no one elses.
That means put that one down and step away from it! I got it for Tess when she was five years old!
They’re -creepy-! Like undead ghouls, but more pristine. I will not fall for their lies! It wants my soul!
*Tevruden’s ghoul Glacierchewer, starts strutting around Lor’themar looking like it owns the place.*
er… I don’t think the Regent Lord meant that in a good way.