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ㅤㅤㅤ ── #𝗁𝗉𝗋𝗉 ; modern
original portrayal
ㅤㅤ of greer grindelwald.
ㅤㅤ mature, descriptive.
— of his jaw, her real reason a dangerous secret lodged in her throat. words had escaped her.
— when no one had ever heard his name? she had wanted to find a clue, a weakness, anything to explain the mystery that was jed. admitting that, however, with his body caging hers against the cold stone, felt like handing him a weapon. her gaze flickered from his intense eyes to the strong line —
his breath ghosted over her cheek, smelling of old parchment and something sharp, like ozone after a storm. what was she hoping to find? the truth, a small voice screamed inside her. the truth of him.

who was this wizard who had appeared from nowhere, capturing her father’s trust so completely —
— half-formed thought wormed its way into her frenzied mind. it was desperate, humiliating, but it was something. her lips parted, and she managed to croak out a single word: "curious."
— them was palpable, a thick, living thing that seemed to vibrate with each of jed's deep, measured breaths. his dark eyes, locked onto hers with an intensity that made her skin prickle, were a constant reminder of her precarious situation.

finally, after what felt like an eternity, a tiny, —
greer's eyes darted wildly, her mind racing for an excuse, any excuse, as jed's words hung heavy in the air. she opened her mouth to speak, but the syllables caught in her throat like jagged stones. her breath came out in short, shaky gasps, betraying her panic.

the tension between —
— feel the heat radiating from his body, the sheer power contained within his frame. this wasn't just a man; this was a force, and she, a foolish trespasser, was entirely at his mercy.
— the thought of her father’s reaction, should he ever discover this reckless escapade, was almost as terrifying as the man looming over her. she risked a quick, upward glance, met his unwavering gaze, and quickly averted her eyes, focusing instead on the pulse throbbing at his throat. she could —
— words sounded weak, unconvincing. she cursed her inability to conjure a lie, any lie, that might hold water. her mind, which usually spun elaborate tales of deception with ease, was now barren. a blush crept up her neck, hot and mortifying. she was caught, exposed, and utterly humiliated. —
— predicament, a physical manifestation of being cornered. his dark eyes, narrowed and piercing, felt like they were stripping away her very thoughts, revealing the foolishness of her mission.

"i... i'm not lost," greer managed, her voice a thin, reedy whisper, barely audible even to herself. the —
her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. jed’s proximity was suffocating, his scent – a mix of woodsmoke and something undeniably masculine – filling her nostrils, making her head spin. the cold stone of the wall against her back was a stark reminder of her —
— drawing a blank and there was still so much she wanted to discover, but it seemed her clandestine mission would have to wait until another time.
— secretly learn more about the enigmatic male, but now that she'd been caught, she had to think fast.

"i... i was just," greer stammered again, she couldn't think of anything as she took a tentative step back towards the door. she didn't know what to do, her mind was —
greer's heart raced, caught red-handed in jed's quarters. she hadn't expected him to wake so easily. "n-no, my father didn't send me," she stammered, trying to formulate a believable excuse.

her eyes darted around the room, avoiding jed's curious gaze. her ultimate goal had been to —
"i — uh," not expecting him to wake up, she was lost for words.

how could she explain why she was in his room?
quietly approaching him, greer gently brushed her fingers against his cheek, a small attempt to wake him up, though it did look very peaceful asleep.
— to talk to him, find out the true reason he was there and what had he been searching for in the library, he certainly was not like her father's usual followers.
— She didn't know what to make of it all. But one thing was certain - she had to warn Jed. He was in danger, and if Vinda decided he was a threat to her father's plans, there was no telling what she might do.

Greer's fingers drummed against her thighs as she tried to puzzle it out. She had —
Back in the safety of her own room, Greer paced before her window, her mind buzzing with the implications of what she'd just witnessed. Vinda's suspicions of Jed were clear, and her father's tacit approval of keeping Jed under close observation made Greer's stomach twist with unease. —
— mind whirled with questions.

It seemed her little game of cat and mouse with Jed was about to get a lot more complicated.
— muttered under her breath. Jed, her father, and Vinda Rosier... what tangled web was she getting caught up in?

Straightening her shoulders, she crept out from her hiding spot and slipped silently through the shadows, following the faint sound of their footsteps back into the manor. Her —
— "That one is too clever by half, Gellert. We must keep a close eye on him, I think."

Their voices faded as they too began to make their way inside. Greer waited a moment longer before risking a glance around the wall.

The courtyard was empty. She was alone again.

"Merlin's beard," Greer —
— continued to study him intently.

Greer waited until Jed was out of sight before daring to breathe again. Blessedly, her father and his lieutenant seemed oblivious to her presence. She held perfectly still, hoping they would depart without incident.

But to her dismay, Vinda spoke up again. —