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y room and i shoot my mother

more jittery lately and to be hones

uise as one of the staff, it's something to do with marriage. My head simply aches at the thought of having to endure

e higher royals that came visiting. The House Bartell is the one that's currently on the throne and i'm g

been on the run ever since the failed revolt

need to entert

and she turns slowly

ou the idea that you ha

this point and it blooms on m

from everything. Her cheeks sort of flush as she comes to the full realisatio

egains her composure and

ked fo

and i had to wake up from one of the most beautiful dreams i was having. Something about the library and the way it would be so much bigger at the capital. It's almost sp

d to peel her skin and then she simply broke off from what she was saying at some point all so she

e sadist and horrible person t

under her roof, i am also disgusted at my father who is never at home but is at home

sounded monstrous and i don't really care how anyone interprets that. I was there for a friend and she had needed me at that mome

will sound

e to get mar

m not a maid. The glare is sort of normal to me at this point. She only pulls it out when i'm expressly going against

thr

me rises up again and i feel like telling her i know of it all already. I know of how my father had come to her father's little

er and made my mum wat

t i'm sure there was a touch of magic

if i told him to leav

. A good deal of concern and something else that makes me feel there is something else she's here for.

uld tell her i wanted him to go as far away from here as possible but there is also the possibility that mother

he deadlier of the two when it comes to the both of them

s built like a rose and he'

eard from I

omething else behind that smile. The mischievous sort that makes

unless that is part of your cors

ant flick of the wrist and all the apprehension i had been feeling earlier is gone. Everything is normal and

hing her and she

at me or are you going to ope

that my mother wants to be around for me to op

pen it when yo

there's that glare again. My hands get to unraveling th

operation and she keeps a calm and neutral face.

n the heady scent of perfume is wafting out. One mad

er br

I have a collections of different feelings running through me

point

p on it anyways and

it clos

nd do what

open as i final