Lord Voldemort rested his chin in his hand, a gentle smile playing on his lips as he watched Severus stride forward with vigorous, imposing steps. Severus wore a cold expression, just as he had in the past—the Dungeon Serpent King retained all his formidable grace.
He was far more dazzling, far more brilliant, and far more... regret-free than in his previous life.
Lord Voldemort's eyes curved slightly. Starting tonight, he would have to wear a blindfolding silk ribbon, and by then he would need Severus's help...
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