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A Butler’s Duty: Part II

Part I for anyone who wants to read it :)

I had wondered whether or not I wanted to add another part to this story, but people seemed to like it and there have been some requests for me to continue. The only warning for this is character death. I hope you all like this story, and thank you to everyone who enjoyed the original story.

Nico X MC

Nico couldn’t explain what came over him as he stood in the doorway of the dark room. The edges of his vision were stained red with anger. He thought about the princess, the young woman he had been taking care of ever since she stepped foot in the palace. She was the sweetest, most adored princess Wysteria had ever met. It wasn’t right that she was being forced to marry a controlling, aggressive, arrogant man, but with a war on the horizon, Wysteria needed an ally. Nico had sent word to Byron, but his reply had come too late. Protea had reached out first, and as the war drew closer, there seemed to be no other choice.

“You’re not the princess,” the man on the bed looked Nico up and down with a frown. “What are you doing in here? Where’s my princess?” The once future king must not have heard what Nico said because he foolishly spit out, “Attendant, as your future king, I demand go find her and send her back here immediately.”

All Nico could see now was red. “You shouldn’t have made so many enemies,” he growled. “You shouldn’t have come waltzing in here like you owned the place. You shouldn’t have hurt our princess, and you definitely shouldn’t have made me mad.” 

“Didn’t you hear me? I told you to go find the princess and send her back to me! Drag her back by force if you must!”

All Nico could feel was the rage that made his blood boil and the cool metal of the dagger in his hand. “Death is too good for you,” he muttered angrily as he made his way over to the bed. As his dagger pierced through the heart off the man before him, he finished, “But I guess it will have to do.” With that, Nico ripped the dagger from the soon to be deceased future king’s chest. 

The blood flowed from the wound, staining Nico’s hands a deep, crimson red. The dead man flopped back on the bed, his eyes glazing over and his hands falling to his sides. Nico gulped and wiped the dagger on the bed, removing a majority of the blood from the silver weapon. He stared at the body with a look of utter disgust on his face. A small drop of blood fell from his dagger and hit the floor with a soft thud. It was then that he remembered he had promised a terrified and trembling princess a glass of water to calm her down.

He must have forgotten that leaving the body behind was a bad idea in his haste to get back to the princess. It was a foolish mistake, one that Nico could have avoided if he had been thinking clearly, but the fact merely slipped his mind. He went to the kitchen instead to grabbed the water. Before he retrieved a glass for the water, Nico scrubbed his hands, face, and shirt with water. Blood stains would give everything away.

Now with a glass of water in his hand, Nico returned to his room. He knocked before opening the door. “I’m sorry for taking so long,” he said as he stepped inside. He placed the water on a nearby table and shrugged on his coat so as to hide any blood stains left over. The dagger was returned to its original hiding place, tucked deep away where no one could lay eyes on it.

“I don’t mind,” the princess said with a smile. “The longer you take, the longer I get to stay here.” She looked at her hands and murmured, “I suppose I’ll have to leave soon. If he finds out that I’m here-”

“Stay here as long as you like.” Nico smiled and handed her the water. “There’s nothing to fear.”

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Resolutions

Okay let’s just ignore that it’s January 12th and not anywhere near New Year’s because I really wanted to write this request from @acrispyapple. With that said, please enjoy!

Albert X MC

Albert stood off to the side of the New Year’s celebration. His and Byron’s shared apartment was filled with people waiting for the clock to strike midnight. There were streamers hanging from the doors and windows, confetti poppers littered the tables among bowl of snacks and bottles of champagne, and the television was set to watch the ball drop at midnight. 

Albert was never a big fan of parties, but seeing as this party was taking place in his apartment, he thought he might as well attend. A quick glance at the guest list confirmed that he not only should, but needed to attend.

She and Nico had arrived together at precisely eight o’clock - not that Albert had been purposefully waiting by the door for her arrival. Nico had immediately bounded off to find the booze, but she had stayed behind to thank Albert for hosting. She was noticeably quieter than her obnoxious roommate, not to mention prettier too. After thanking Albert, she had gone in search of Byron, who also needed thanks for having her over. 

Albert hadn’t spoken to her since. He had busied himself with restocking snacks and making ice runs when necessary. By eleven forty-five, he had run out of things to do to distract him, and hence stood against the wall awkwardly, too afraid to strike a conversation with her.

Out of the blue, a short boy with pink hair popped up beside Albert. “She really likes you, Al.” 

Albert rolled his eyes and replied, “Why should I believe you?” 

Nico laughed and said, “I live with her. We have this roommate bond, which means she tells me everything.” He beamed and waved to the young woman sitting on the couch, effectively grabbing her attention. “She would not shut up about how excited she was to see you tonight.”

“You’re messing with me.” 

Nico shrugged and smirked. “Maybe. I guess you’ll just have to find out.” And with that, Nico shoved Albert in the general direction of the couch. 

Albert barely managed to regain his footing and avoided the embarrassment of face planting straight into the side of the couch. He glared at Nico, who in turn gave him two thumbs up and mouthed ‘Good luck!’

There was no point in turning back now. He had already almost made a fool of himself, why not go all the way? Albert took a seat next to the young woman and smiled awkwardly. 

She smiled back and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Hey, Al.” 

“Hello.” Albert adjusted his glasses nervously. He glanced at the television, then down at his watch. “Just a few more minutes now.” He glanced over his shoulder to look for help from Nico, but Nico was conveniently nowhere to be found. “So, uh, any resolutions?” Albert asked. 

“Sure,” the woman said with a shrug. “I’ve got a few.”

Albert noticed that she was playing with her fingers almost nervously, but he could not figure out why. After a small awkward silence, he said, “I have resolved to not let Nico get under my skin so much.” 

He successfully drew a laugh from the young woman sitting beside him. “Good luck with that.” 

“How about you?” 

“Me?” Someone caught her attention from across the room. When Albert followed her gaze, he found the man he could not seem to shake this evening giving what looked like an encouraging gaze to her as he made hand motions to urge her on. “I guess I’d like to be a bit more bold. I want to take more risks too.”

The people around them began chanting as midnight drew closer and closer. There were currently twenty seconds remaining in the year.

“What kind of risks do you plan on taking?”

As the clock struck midnight, Albert felt himself being pulled down, and, suddenly, he was kissing her. Correction - she was kissing him. She was kissing him, and all he could think about was how he had never kissed anyone at midnight before. He wasn’t complaining though. Her lips were soft and warm. She pulled away too soon for his liking and looked at him cautiously, waiting to see how he would react. 

Albert was at a loss for words for a moment before he finally chuckled and said, “Risky.” 

She let out a surprised laugh and nodded. “I guess I’ve already fulfilled my New Year’s resolution.”

“Maybe you should do it again,” Albert mumbled almost sheepishly.

“Maybe I should.” Then once again, Albert felt her lips on his, and as he kissed her in the first few minutes of the early morning, he decided that this would be an amazing year.

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Midnight

My first fic of the year! This was requested by @acrispyapple :) I hope you all enjoy!

Byron X MC

The cold, snowy streets were lined with people excitedly watching the glistening ball that would drop at midnight. A light snowfall covered the whole city in a thin layer of snow. The snowflakes stuck to the eyelashes of many spectators. 

Byron Wagner stood among the crowd for the first time. He was used to watching the ball drop from the comfort of his home. The only reason he stood in the freezing cold was the woman standing beside him. The cold had made her nose and cheeks turn bright pink. She had insisted that the two of them watch the ball drop in person to bring in the new year, and how could he say no to her hopeful expression and big puppy dog eyes?

“Honestly, would anybody care if the ball dropped a little bit early?” The young woman shivered and pulled her gray, knit wool beanie over her ears. 

Byron couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “It’s eleven thirty.”

“You can’t be serious!” She sighed, allowing a small puff of white smoke to escape her lips. “I don’t remember why I wanted to do this.” 

“You told me it would be romantic,” Byron reminded her. He couldn’t figure out what part about freezing in the snow was romantic, but he had decided not to argue. She had looked so excited when explaining why they should go, and who was he to argue?

“Well yeah,” she began as she rubbed her gloved hands together in an attempt to warm them. “It’ll be romantic to kiss in the snow at midnight as the new year begins. That is, if my lips don’t freeze shut before then. How long until midnight?”

“Twenty-five minutes.”

“Seriously?” She covered her mouth with the white scarf wrapped around her neck. Her voice was slightly muffled as she asked, “Aren’t you cold, Byron?” 

“I’m fine.” Byron shrugged. Sure, his toes and fingers were freezing, and yes, the tip of his nose felt like an icicle. Of course he was cold, but she didn’t have to know that. He didn’t want to ruin whatever moment she had clearly planned out in her head. It wouldn’t do him any good to tell her that he was missing his warm home, especially the fireplace that would have been lit were they home now. 

“How much longer?” 

“Fifteen minutes.”

The young woman sighed again. Then, she looked at Byron and asked, “Any resolutions?” 

Byron thought for a moment, trying to come up with a resolution that he could stick to. “A better sleep schedule,” he finally responded. “I need a better sleep schedule.” 

“Who doesn’t?” she muttered. After a few more moments of shivering and watching the snowflakes float down, she turned to Byron and said, “We could just kiss now and go home.”

It was a tempting offer. Byron would not only get to kiss the woman of his dreams, but he’d also get to go home and warm up. However, he knew she had a romantic vision, and he wasn’t going to let her let it go. “There’s only a few minutes left,” he responded. “I think we should just wait until midnight.”

These few minutes came and went, and the countdown began. “Ten! Nine! Eight!” 

Byron looked down into the excited eyes of his love as the new year drew closer and closer. The cold was long forgotten as everyone’s attention was drawn to the glittering ball that would bring in the new year. 

“Three! Two! One!”

As cheers of ‘Happy New Year’ rang from every part of the town and fireworks went off in the starry sky, the happy couple shared their midnight kiss. All the cheers and other sounds seemed to fade into the background as the two of them pulled each other as close as possible to share the happiness that surrounded them in the first few moments of the new year. 

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Happy New Year 🎉

It’s officially 2018 where I live! Thank you to everyone who has been supporting me throughout 2017. I’m so excited to see what this new year brings!

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Whatever it Takes

I was watching the movie ‘Heathers’ for like the tenth time and decided to write this little fic. If you haven’t watched ‘Heathers’, I highly suggest it. It’s probably my favorite movie of all time. Anyways, on to the actual story. :)

Leo X MC

I never understood popularity. I could see my classmates trying to claw their way to the top of the food chain each and every day. In my opinion, popularity was overrated. But my opinion may have been tainted by the fact that I sat at the top. 

There were three of us at the top, all sharing one crown. For the majority of the year, the crown sat atop Charlotte Carter’s head of fiery red hair. She was the character from the movies, the cliché queen bee that walked the halls with her well earned sense of pride. Her right hand woman was a brunette, a sweet girl named Lauren. The two of them had ruled the school since sophomore year. I joined them when I was a junior after a successful attempt at persuasion. I targeted Lauren first, knowing that her good nature would ultimately be how I secured my ticket to the top. We became friends after a successful group project that allowed us to spend time together. She soon introduced me to Charlotte, and, surprisingly, the two of us hit it off immediately. 

However, we didn’t remain friends for long. Charlotte was used to being an omnipotent, unopposed ruler with Lauren sitting quietly by her side. I refused to stand aside and let her rule the school without opposition. Where we once bonded, we now clashed. Lauren got caught in the middle. She was the one that kept us both at bay. If she was not there, there was no doubt Charlotte and I would be at each other’s throats. 

Then it happened. Lauren moved away. The sweet, peacekeeping girl moved across the country. She left behind two rivals, just seconds away from tearing each other’s heads off. Charlotte still held onto the crown with a deadly grip. If I had known how to tear the crown from her hands, I would have. Turns out, there was someone who knew exactly what to do. I was surprised that I had overlooked him since his brother was practically king of the school.

Alyn Crawford ruled the school right by Charlotte’s side. They were a couple to be reckoned with. Charlotte had dug her claws into him sophomore year, and the two of them had been going strong ever since. Alyn was the typical popular guy - sporty, smart, handsome, and charming. His ruby red eyes and chestnut hair made the girls swoon; all eyes were on him wherever he walked. 

It was his twin that I was more interested in. Leo was like his brother in many ways - handsome and smart - but there was a slight mystery to him that made him all the more intriguing. Alyn’s scarlet eyes were soft and charming, but Leo’s were alluring and almost dangerous. Alyn’s chestnut hair was drastically different than Leo’s platinum blonde. While Alyn spent his time practicing his sports and spending time with friends, Leo’s nose was almost always buried in a book. There was something about him that drew me in, something I couldn’t explain. 

When our worlds collied, my reality was shattered into bits and pieces. Charlotte had decided to skip fourth period, leaving the seat beside me open for the taking. Just a few minutes before the bell rang, the mysterious Leo Crawford slid into the seat to my left. “So, this Shakespeare guy is pretty depressing, huh?” He tossed his copy of Macbeth onto his desk. 

“I guess.” I chewed on my pen - a ridiculous habit that I couldn’t seem to break. 

“Don’t you think they got what was coming to them? I mean, they caused so much destruction, ruined so much happiness. It wouldn’t be fair for them to be happy.” 

“Geez, Leo. From what I’m hearing, Shakespeare isn’t the depressing one here.” I fished through my bag in search of my own copy of the book. When I found it, worn and tattered near the bottom, I frowned but pulled it out nonetheless. I hadn’t realized just how many times I had read it. 

“I’m guessing you enjoyed the book.” Leo chuckled as he examined my copy. “Tell me, was it the horror or madness that drew you in?” 

“Neither. It was the tyrant being overthrown.”

“Huh.” Leo placed his chin the the palm of his hand. “Thinking of a particular redhead during the beheading?” 

“A girl can dream.” 

“Trust me, I understand where you’re coming from. She is dating my brother, after all.” Leo leaned in close and whispered, “How about an alliance?” 

“An alliance?” I repeated. 

“We both want Charlotte Carter out of our lives - or, in your case, dethroned. How about we band together to make that happen?” Leo smirked and leaned even closer. “What do you say, babe?” He held out his hand. “Shake on it?” 

I looked down at the hand and then back into his eyes. “Whatever it takes,” I decided, grabbing the outstretched hand. 

Leo and I quickly became friends after that. I could feel the icy glares Charlotte threw my way as I began distancing myself from her. It was refreshing to see her arrogance begin to melt away as she realized that keeping me by her side was the only thing ensuring her power at this school. I was the only person who could overthrow her, and she knew it. 

As I sat with Leo during my lunch one day, Charlotte came up and slammed her tray on the table. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she hissed. Her eyes landed on Leo, and suddenly, a smirk inched its way onto her face. “A Crawford twin?” Her laughter attracted the attention of many of the students around us. “A Crawford twin!” She walked around the table and looked at me with an evil glint in her eyes. “Face it! You’ll never be me. Just a cheap knock off version.” 

I stood to stare her straight in the eyes. “What makes you think that I would ever want to be you? You are a stuck up, good for nothing bitch. Turning into you would be my actual nightmare.” 

Charlotte stomped her foot on the ground and seethed, “Consider yourself uninvited from Alyn’s party tonight.”

I laughed in her face. “This is what makes your life so sad. You think uninviting me to a party is going to change anything? You’re so superficial! High school doesn’t matter! None of this actually matters!”

“Don’t come crawling back to me when your life is in ruins.” Charlotte flipped her hair over her shoulder and stalked off, leaving her tray behind.

“I hate her.” I laughed again and sat back down. “I actually hate her.”

Leo chuckled and wrapped two arms around my waist. I could feel his breath on my ear as he whispered, “Come over to my place tonight. I can sneak you into the party, no problem. We can make good on our alliance, get back at Charlotte Carter. What do you say? Are you in?” 

I grabbed his hand and replied, “Of course I’m in. Whatever it takes, right?”

“Right.” 

A few hours later, I stood in front of the Crawford house. The music was blasting through the speakers, lights were flashing, and drunk partygoers stumbled about. The door was flung wide open, inviting anybody and everybody in. So much for Charlotte’s revoked invitation. I entered the house with ease and began searching for Leo. Instead of finding Leo, I ran into Alyn - literally. 

“Hey!” Alyn placed his hands on my shoulders to steady me. “Watch where you’re going.” He shot me a kind smile and carefully removed his hands, watching to make sure I wouldn’t fall again. 

“God, I’m so sorry Alyn. I guess I was too preoccupied in my hunt for Leo.”

“Leo?” Alyn repeated. “He hates parties. You won’t find him here.”

“I’m sorry?” I stared at Alyn in complete confusion. “But he invited me here…”

Alyn shrugged and gestured around the house. “Make yourself at home. A friend of Charlotte’s is a friend of mine.”

“I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Charlotte and I aren’t on speaking terms right now. I was technically uninvited from this party.” I took a seat on a nearby chair. “I wouldn’t blame you if you threw me out. You’ve got to look good in front of your girlfriend.”

Alyn chuckled. “Charlotte has yet to make an appearance. Stay as long as you like. Maybe Leo will decide to show too once he remembers he invited you.”

“I hope so,” I muttered as I watched Alyn walk away. I didn’t surprise me that Leo wasn’t the partying type - he never seemed like he’d be into that. But it wasn’t like Charlotte to miss a party, especially not one held at her boyfriend’s house. 

“Why are you sitting here all alone?” One of Alyn’s teammates, a tall, flirtatious boy, claimed the seat beside me. “I thought you had a thing with one of the Crawford boys.”

“I do. Get lost, Sid.” I rolled my eyes and scooted towards the edge of my chair. He reeked of booze and cigarette smoke. “You’re not my type.”

“Tall, dark, and handsome ain’t your type?”

“Tall, dark, and handsome? Try drunk, dumb, and arrogant.”

“Don’t be like that!” Sid whined, dramatically flopping onto my lap. “You’re so sexy,” he cooed. 

“You’re so wasted,” I cooed right back. I shoved him off me, stood up, and brushed myself off. “Jesus Christ, what an asshole.” 

“I know you’re not talking about me.” 

I turned at the sound of a familiar voice and found a pair of ruby red eyes staring back at me. “Of course not. I was talking about him.” I gestured to Sid passed out on the ground. “Alyn told me you weren’t the partying type.”

“I’m not. I was doing something much more important with my time.” Leo’s smile was almost dangerous. “It seems that Charlotte has decided to skip the party, huh?”

“Yeah, and that’s really unusual for her. She never misses…a…party…” I trailed off and stared at Leo questioningly. “How did you know that she didn’t show?”

“Whatever it takes, right?” Leo smiled and dragged me out behind his house. He led me over to the edge of the driveway where his car sat, hidden from the bright lights from the party. 

“Jesus Christ, Leo!” I stared at the scene before me. There was no blood, nothing to show that the body lying in the back seat had stopped breathing. Even so, I knew she was dead. “What the hell have you done?”

Leo shrugged and murmured, “Maybe I replaced her Tic Tacs with something a little stronger. Maybe I didn’t.” He bit his lip and looked over the scene with a terrifying glint in his eye. He was enjoying this. “Whatever it takes, right?” 

“I didn’t want her dead!”

Leo’s eyes snapped over to meet mine. “You said whatever it takes.”

“I didn’t mean this! I’m not insane!” I gulped and stared at Leo. My fight or flight reflexes weren’t working. I was frozen where I stood, staring at the body of my friend and enemy. “Jesus Christ,” I whispered again. “I can’t believe you did this.”

Leo looked at me fondly and smiled again. He leaned close and gently pressed his lips against mine. 

I jerked away from him but remained frozen to the ground. I stared at him, wide eyed, breathless, and afraid, but unable to run. “Leo…” My hand reached up to touch my lips that were still warm from the unexpected kiss. 

Leo confidently met my gaze. “So,” he murmured, an almost excited smirk playing on his lips, “Who’s next?”

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Birthday Celebrations

Giles X MC

Giles hated his birthday. It brought back painful memories of him, sitting at a table with his family, eating cake as he awkwardly fidgeted in his chair while they sang the traditional song, ‘Happy Birthday’ - a tradition that he had lost when he had been disowned. With all these painful memories, what did he get in return? The entire palace staff constantly reminding him that he was getting older and closer to death.

With all the chaos surrounding an upcoming visit from Stein, Giles hoped that his birthday would be entirely forgotten. As he walked through the halls, he was relieved to see that everyone was completely focused on preparing the palace for their visitors. It was nearing dusk now. Just a few more hours and he’d be in the clear. 

“Giles!” 

Giles turned around upon hearing the princess’ voice. He suddenly wondered if she had been in the palace long enough to know about his birthday. “Good evening, Princess.” Even though she had only been in the palace for a short while, Giles was already extremely fond of the young woman. He would have done anything to ensure that she remained the bubbly, curious, energetic woman she had been when she entered the palace.

“Giles, you’ve got to come see the gardens! There are lights getting set up and it makes the gardens look magical!” The young princess was practically bouncing in excitement. “It’s absolutely gorgeous!” She grabbed a hold of his hand and started walking towards the gardens with an aura of determination. 

“Princess, I do have actual work to-”

“No you don’t.” The princess shook her head and kept walking. “Leo said he’d finish your mountain of work.” 

“Really? Leo-”

“Don’t try to argue that Leo doesn’t know what’s he’s doing because we both know he’s smart enough to handle anything.” 

Giles could find no other arguments and hence let the princess drag him towards their destination. “Really, Princess, what is so fascinating about some lights?” Giles asked, a small smile playing on his lips. As the princess tugged him into the garden, Giles saw what she meant when she had called the gardens ‘magical’. 

There were lanterns hanging from invisible wires. Some of the lanterns were glowing a soft orange, others were bright red, and in between the orange and red, there were lanterns the glowed a soft, baby pink color. There were lights strung from the trees, wrapped around the trunk and branches, making the whole garden seem enchanted. The fountain in the center glowed in the moonlight, making it the perfect centerpiece. 

Near the fountain, there was a table set up with a white table cloth draped over it. There were candles in the middle and two pieces of cake on either side. Giles frowned, well aware that he had been tricked into attending a birthday celebration. “Princess...” 

“Don’t be mad!” The young princess rushed over to the table. “Sid told me that it’s your birthday today. He also said that you don’t like your birthday, but I don’t understand why. Birthdays are amazing! People are always so nice to you! You can practically get away with anything on your birthday!” 

The princess was beaming with pride at her set up, and Giles couldn’t help but smile back. Presumably, she had gone through a great deal of work to get this set up. He couldn’t imagine when she could have had the time to plan this out. More importantly, he wondered how she could have planned this all behind his back. “What a beautiful set up,” he murmured.

“You like it?” Her smile became even wider and brighter upon hearing the praise. “I didn’t know if you’d be upset because I didn’t tell you or-”

“It’s perfect.” Giles smiled back at the princess and took a seat. “Now, shall we get this celebration started?” Maybe she was Giles’s key to an enjoyable birthday. He had to admit, if these were the celebrations he would get annually just for being born, then maybe birthday’s weren’t so terrible after all.

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Lovelies, I want you to ask for the max repost. For the first time in my life at tumblr. As you might be know, the Cybird is going to stop for a while the releasing of the new gachas and suitors’s BD stories at the 100 Day Princess. The events will be released. Yet. But it looks like the beginning of the end. We (at least me, Dee @f-dee and Saya-chan @stargazing-cinderella) thought that the Cybird is apparently going to close the game. And as I know from Reyna @o0w0o , some of other girls having the same opinion. So me and Dee thought that you, our dear friends, could help us to spread out the pleading letters and the Cybird could notice us and won’t close the game. I ask you to repost our posts tagged #save the 100DP And this is my own letter which I sent them yesterday. 株式会社サイバード御中、こんにちは。 私は外人けど、100プリが大好きです。もう一年間この素敵なゲームを楽しみます。ですから、今日の重要なお知らせを読んだあとで、落ち込んできてしまいました。他のゲームも遊んでいるけど、100プリが本当に特別で、大切なのです!　去年は、始まったばかりからすぐに沢山のガチャや、イベントや、BDのストーリーとイベントが感心しました。それに、ゲームを始まったとき沢山の友達ができました。皆こんなに優しくて素晴らしい人です。外人であるから、時々分からなかったことがあったのに、毎日ストーリーを読んで、友達に書いて、ますますもっとよく日本語も、漢字も分かるようになってきました。 株式会社サイバード御中、 申し訳ありませんが100プリを閉めないでしてくださいませんか？ どうぞよろしくお願いたします。 Translation: Hello Cyberdo, Inc. I am a foreigner, but I love 100 Day Princess. I am enjoying this wonderful game for the year. So, after reading the important news today, I got depressed. I am playing other games, but 100DP is really special and important! Last year, when I’ve just had started, I was admired saw a lot of gacha, events, BD stories and events. Also, i’ve made a lot of friends, when I started the game. Everyone is so gentle and wonderful. Because being a foreigner, reading stories every day, sometimes I did not understand, and I wrote to my friends, and I became to be able to better understand Japanese and Kanji more and more. I’m sorry, but please do not close 100 Puri. Thank you very much. I hope you, lovelies, will help us. Anyway, thank you for reading this text. @lustfullyleocrawford @astridapples @acrispyapple @tykira45 @capstevenrogers @oh-my-otome @fortheloveofotomegames @cheekrubsu @leorysxi @rimalupin @vividimagination23 @arimii @dhades-diaferia @rosyangel95 @yukidonuts @tsukinokiss @otome-obsessed @jcpenny6 @squishylions @tiredviera @cecilyjmorgenstern @larryphanstarcosebacielasfuck @shadyraisincookie @kseifert @fran-meier-4612 @adelusionallprincess @adralockhart @otome-obsessed-llama @passengersaraht @destinedatmidnight @kinkymint @king-of-stein @emigotchi

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It’d be a shame to lose a game that so many people enjoy! It’s heartbreaking to think about people getting cut off from the characters they love so suddenly. Though I myself have never played this game, I am wholeheartedly against it closing down because I know there are so many people who love and cherish both the characters and stories this game provides. Hopefully we can all get the message across that 100DP is still popular and shouldn’t be closed down.

[adelusionallprincess]

Costumes

Sid X MC

“Nice costume.” 

I whirled around and glared at the smirking information dealer standing in the doorway. I smoothed out my blue checkered dress and said, “Geez, Sid, knock every once in a while.” I rolled my eyes and returned my gaze to my reflection in the mirror. 

“But then I can’t catch glimpses of you off guard. Really makes my day to see you all flushed and bothered.” Sid strode over to my side and placed his hands on my shoulder.

“Honestly!” I looked anywhere but behind me, purposefully trying to avoid his smug gaze. The atmosphere felt tense, but maybe that was just me. Sid seemed to be quite comfortable in my room and comfortable watching my cheeks turn a bright pink color. “What are you doing here?” I finally asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence. 

Sid smiled as he took a lock of hair in between his fingers. “Curlier than usual,” he commented. He gave it a soft tug and watched as the curl coiled into its original position. He smirked and reached for another curly lock.

I smacked his hand away. “Yes it is, and it took a long time so keep your hands to yourself.”

“Why do you have to ruin my fun?” Sid grumbled as he crossed his arms across his chest. 

“I want my costume to be perfect,” I muttered, not really paying attention to the man behind me. “And you’re ruining that perfection.” I parted my hair into two parts and gathered each part into a pigtail. I secured each pigtail with a hair tie and carefully wrapped a blue bow around each one. Once I was satisfied with what I saw in the mirror, I sighed contently. By my feet lay a pair of ruby red, sparkling shoes. I slipped those onto my feet and returned my gaze to Sid. “What are you doing here?” I repeated. 

“This costume suits you,” he said, as if he were purposefully trying to avoid telling me why he was here.

I stood up and placed my hands on my hips. “Quit playing games. What are you doing here, Sid?”

“I’m here to escort you to the ball tonight.” Sid offered me his arm with the same smug expression gracing his handsome face. 

“You’re mistaken. Louis is supposed to escort me tonight.” 

Sid smiled wide and replied, “You’re right.” He gestured to himself, and only then did I notice the royal blue overcoat and purple vest underneath. “Do you like my costume?” 

I let out a laugh and clapped my hand over my mouth. “Louis is going to kill you!”

“But that’s impossible.” Sid’s smile only got wider as he link our arms together. “Louis Howard can't kill me. I am Louis Howard.”

[adelusionallprincess]

Poisonous

I know I missed the last two days of Spooky Week, and I apologize for that. The last two days were super packed so I wasn’t able to write anything. I’m going to pick up where I left off. This means that Spooky Week will continue into the first two days of November. Thank you guys for being patient with me, and I hope you enjoy Day Four of Spooky Week:

Louis X MC

“I’m not sure I can do this!” I nervously ran a hand through my tangled hair and looked up at my blond companion. 

“Do you love him?” The young duke looked down at me with kind eyes despite what we were both planning. He, of course, was referring to my husband, James, the king of Protea. It had been an arranged marriage. 

“Of course not!” I shook my head immediately. “But I just don’t think I’m capable of-”

Louis placed a finger against my lips, effectively shushing me. “Do you want to spend the rest of your life as that horrible man’s wife?”

I shook my head yet again. “You know I don't.” James was almost twice my age, arrogant, and aggressive. No matter how hard I looked, there was nothing I could find to make him an appealing person. I loved Louis, and I would do anything to be with him. 

“Then this is what we have to do.” Louis shrugged and filled a small, glass vial with some sort of dark liquid. 

“Are you sure that’s enough?” 

Louis chuckled. “Trust me, darling. One drop, and it’s over. Hemlock and Nightshade are known to be some of the deadliest plants in the world. Mix them together and you’ve got a deadly concoction.” 

I heard a maid calling for me from down the halls. My stomach dropped as I thought about returning to my chambers, even for just a minute or two. I knew it would look suspicious if the maids found me hiding out in a guest room belonging to a handsome, young duke. I looked at Louis longingly, as if he could whisk me away without all the drama. 

Louis saw my gaze and smiled gently. “Just a little while longer,” he assured. 

“Just a little while longer,” I repeated. I wanted nothing more than to stay, but I forced myself to get up and move towards the door. “I’ll see you later, Louis.”

Louis smiled and winked. “Save me a dance.”

I stepped out into the hall and was immediately met with two maids who both decided it was necessary to escort me to my chambers. They babbled on about the upcoming ball as we walked. I nodded along with a polite smile, but my mind was elsewhere. I was snapped out of this trance once I heard, “Here we are.” 

The door opened before I could even touch the doorknob. My head snapped up to meet the angry glare of my husband. “Dismissed,” he growled at the two maids. Once they were gone, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward. “What were you doing in Duke Howard’s room?” 

“How did you-”

“I’ve got eyes and ears all around this damn place, and if you don’t think half of them are on you then you’re a fool.” James slammed the door shut behind him. “What were you doing in his room?” he repeated.

“I wanted to make sure everyone was satisfied with their rooms. I care about hospitality.”

“Just...Don’t let me catch you there again.” He scowled and then continued. “You will stay away from Duke Howard during tonight’s ball.”

“You’re overlooking the fact that it’s a masquerade ball. Everyone will be in a mask. I won’t know who’s who.” 

“That’s nonsense.” He finally released my hand as he glared at me. “Put on your mask.”

I grabbed the elegant, silver mask from my vanity and held it up to my eyes. “Would you tie it?”

James grabbed the ribbons and harshly tied them together. “Stay by my side, understand? I don’t want you running off with Louis Howard.” He linked out arms together as he practically dragged me down the hall. I tried as hard as I could to keep up with him, but his strides were much longer than mine. It was as if he wanted me to fall. 

I could hear the music coming from the ballroom before we had even entered. The music had a sort of spooky vibe to it to go with the Halloween theme. As soon as I entered the room, I picked Louis out among the crowd. Our eyes met, and he gave me a knowing smile and nod. “Excuse me,” I whispered. I began to remove my arm. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” James murmured angrily. “I told you to stay by my side.” 

My eyes met Louis’s again. He was looking at me, clearly confused by my ‘choice’ to remain by my husband. I discreetly shook my head, hoping to get across the message that this wasn’t my decision. He made his way across the ballroom to a black haired man dressed in a navy blue coat. It was clear that Louis did not want to talk to him from the way he was frowning. However, once Louis was finished, the other man smirked and started to make his way over to where I stood. In no time at all, he was standing in front of me and had requested to speak with me privately. 

After making sure that it wasn’t Louis, James nodded and released my arm. The new man pulled me aside and leaned down to whisper in my ear. “The name’s Sid,” he introduced. “Louis says you two are planning to poison your husband tonight.”

I looked at him with wide eyes. “Why would he-”

“Louis knows I ain’t going to say anything. That ice sculpture needs a lady like yourself to brighten up his day.” 

“He’s no ice sculpture!”

Sid smirked as he said, “I’ve got some info for ya. Louis says he’s emptied the vial into some wine and sent the servant the king’s way. I’m here to make it look like you’re completely distracted and take any suspicion away from ya.”

I glanced over and saw James removing a glass from a tray. My hands began to  tremble, and I suddenly felt incredibly cold. I watched as he brought the glass to his lips. The dark liquid slowly passed his lips as he gulped down the contents. My mouth was dry as I watched him and waited for the symptoms to begin to show. 

James continued talking to the nobleman in front of him as if nothing was wrong, and, for a moment, I believed that we had failed. Then, all at once, he fell to the ground and began to convulse on the ground. Everyone around him rushed to his aide while the guests down below began to panic. 

I felt someone tugging on my arm. I looked up and saw Sid looking at me. “We’ve got to get you out of here.” He pulled me from the room and rushed down the corridors. “There’s a carriage waiting outside,” he said. 

“I can’t leave! That’ll look suspicious!”

“I’ll think of somethin’,” Sid replied. “I’ll tell everyone that we were being cautious. Maybe the monster that killed your husband was after you too.” He pushed open the front doors. 

“Louis!” I saw Louis standing by the carriage and immediately picked up my pace. I ran into his open arms and, despite everything that had happened, I felt safe and happy. 

“Hello, love,” he murmured. “Did it work?” He glanced at Sid for an answer.

“Sure did. Bastard was on the floor in seconds.” Sid chuckled. “Now get out of here while you still can. I’ll keep ‘em occupied.” 

Louis helped me into the carriage before climbing in himself. “To the Kingdom of Cardolla,” he told the driver. The carriage lurched into motion as we drove away from the dark, gray castle. I stared out the window as the castle got smaller and smaller as Louis and I ran away from our crime, towards our new life together.

[adelusionallprincess]

The Maze

Spooky Week Day Three! Here we go!

Nico X MC

“Nico, I swear to God if you try to scare me one more time, I will end you-”

Nico cut me off by bursting into a fit of laughter. “You’re just so cute when you’re scared! I can’t help myself!”

A tiny pout played on my lips as I glared at the boy with bubblegum hair bent over in laughter. “Can we go home now?” I asked. 

Nico had dragged me out to a theme park for their annual ‘Fright Night’ event. No matter how much I had pleaded for him to turn around, he kept going. There were people dressed as ghouls, clown, and other monsters. Certain points around the park were particularly hazy, and that’s where the jumpscares began. People were popping out left and right, screaming in my face and then running away. It wasn’t long before Nico decided to join in on the fun. He would disappear into the fog and then pop up out of nowhere. He was having a blast. I was absolutely terrified. I should have known better - when it came to jumpscares, Nico simply could not help himself.

Nico pouted and replied, “We can’t go yet. We haven’t even gone through the maze!” He grabbed my hand and tugged me towards the line. 

“I don’t like mazes, Nico. Especially not in the dark!”

Nico laughed again and grinned mischievously. “I’ll protect you.” 

Something about his expression told me he was planning something. “I don’t trust you,” I grumbled, crossing my arms across my chest. 

The entrance to the maze was guarded by a wall of fog. I could hear the screams from inside as person after person was attacked. I could see shadows of figures lurking in the fog. A shiver ran down my spine. Nico was bouncing with excitement as he eyed the darkness. “This is going to be so fun!” he said with the widest smiled plastered on his face.

“Next victims!” The line operator smirked evilly as he beckoned both of us forward with a long, bony finger. 

Nico squealed as he raced towards the entrance. I ran after him so I wouldn’t lose him. I grabbed onto his hand and yanked him backward. “You’re not getting away so easily, Meier.”

“Wrong person, darling.” A man wearing the most terrifying clown mask turned around and gave me his widest smile. His teeth were yellow, his face too pale to be human, and his eyes black as the night. He was the most terrifying thing I had seen in my life. 

I screamed as I yanked my hand out of the clown’s hand. I stumbled backwards into someone else. I felt two arms wrap around my chest. “Man, I really wish I was this Meier person.”

“Get off!” I freed myself from whoever was behind me and took off. I heard scream after scream from people. All I could think about was when it was going to be me screaming. 

“Boo!” I screamed and jumped a foot in the air. I turned around and saw a cackling teenager wearing a white sheet. “I can’t believed that worked! I’m a ghost! Boo!” The teenager waved their hands in front of my face before bolting in the opposite direction.

I smacked myself on the forehead. “A crappy ghost costume! You were scared by a teenager in a white sheet!” I glared around the darkness and mist, internally blaming Nico for everything. “I’m going to kill you, Nico Meier!” I screamed into the darkness. 

“Who? Me?” Nico’s amber eyes suddenly popped into my line of sight. “I’d love to see you try.”

I shrieked and bent over, breathing heavily to catch my breath. “I...hate...you,” I panted. 

Nico smiled brightly. “You’re threat to kill me made that pretty clear!” He patiently waited for me to catch my breath. Once I had gathered enough air to stand up and glare at him, his smile only got wider. “But I’ll have you know, if you want to kill me, you’ll have to catch me first!” Without another word, Nico scampered away, once again leaving me alone in the hazy darkness.

“Nico!” 

[adelusionallprincess]

Cheshire Cat

This is coming out later than I expected, but it’s still October 24th so at least I got it written on time! Here it is! Spooky Week Day Two:

Albert X MC

Albert knew the hallways of the Stein castle like the back of his hand. Today was the day his knowledge would come in handy. He walked briskly down the halls, constantly looking over his shoulder. He felt like prey, jumping at any noise he heard. It was not a feeling he enjoyed. He felt weak and helpless - a new concept for someone in his position. 

“You can’t hide forever!”

Albert didn’t dare respond, even under his breath. This was no time for arrogance. He kept his eyes straight ahead as he made his way towards the Byron’s study. Perhaps that could be his safe haven.

“Albert!” The hunters’ voices were mocking as they called for the knight. He could hear them getting closer. Albert knew that he had to evade them, otherwise, it would be the end for him. Of course the end for him would occur on the most foolish holiday he could imagine - Halloween.

As Albert got closer to Byron’s study, the air seemed to chill around him. His gut told him not to take another step. This part of the castle was not safe. He could hear the footsteps getting closer as he wondered where next to go. There was the training hall. There he could grab a few more swords, maybe a few reinforcements. His journey to the training hall would take three minutes tops - that is, if he wanted to be exposed the whole way there. 

Albert’s eyes darted around the halls before settling on deciding to risk the exposure in light of getting to reinforcements faster. He completely threw the concept of second thoughts out the window as he made his way to the training hall. Just a few more steps. 

Albert safely made it to the training room. Unfortunately, there was only silence in the training hall. “Not a single knight,” Albert muttered. “Remarkable. They’re all useless.” 

Albert heard the footsteps behind him. “You’ve been cornered.”

Albert turned and came face to face with a smirking hunter. “So you think!” He grabbed a nearby dagger and tossed it in their general direction. “Albert!” As the hunter was distracted, Albert took off in another direction. He knew that there were countless twists and turns he could strategically take, but at that moment, he was only worried about evading capture.

He began wandering aimlessly around the castle. Albert knew he was lost, but, so long as he was alone, he was fine. However, soon enough, he heard the familiar sound of footsteps echoing through the halls. Albert paused and slowly turned around. He saw only an empty hall that faded into darkness. 

However, when he turned around, a figure had appeared. He was leaning against the marble walls with a monstrous smile plastered on his face. “You rely too much on your knowledge of Stein castle.” 

Albert’s hand immediately went to the hilt of his sword as he scowled at the assailant. “Honestly, Brat!” he growled. 

The amber eyed knight laughed and pushed his body off the wall. “You’re being dramatic, Al.”

“I am not being dramatic.” Albert glared at Nico as he let go of his sword. 

“You threw a dagger at the Princess of Wysteria.”

“I aimed to miss.” 

“You nearly hit me, Al.” Albert whirled around. The Princess of Wysteria stood behind him with a pout on her lips. “It came this close to my cheek.” She held up two fingers that were centimeters apart. “You could have really hurt me.” She looked up at Albert with a small, playful smile crossing her lips. “So the very least you can do is let me-”

“Never!”

“Oh, come on, Albert! Nico let me put makeup on him!” She pointed right at Nico. His lips were covered in black paint to give the illusion that his mouth ended elsewhere. His mouth ended near his cheeks, and there were sharp, white teeth protruding from the paint. His eyelids were painted pink, which made his amber eyes pop. Peaking out from his bubblegum pink hair was a pair of magenta cat ears. The Princess had called him a ‘Cheshire Cat’ - whatever that meant. 

“Don’t I look creepy, Al? Don’t I look like a terrifying creature?” Nico gushed.

Albert scowled. “You always look like a terrifying creature. I see no difference.”

“That’s not nice, Albert,” the Princess scolded. “Now come here. It’s your turn.”

Albert debated running, but he knew that Nico was fast and could easily tackle him. He was outnumbered and cornered. There was nowhere to run, so it was pointless. Albert sat on the ground in defeat. “Please don’t make me into a fluffy kitten.”

The Princess smiled as she unsheathed her brushes and paint. She looked Albert over before, her eyes narrowed in concentration. “Well, I’m stumped.” She shrugged before turning to the younger Stein knight. “Any ideas, Nico?”

Albert had never heard a more terrifying question.

[adelusionallprincess]

The Whispers

Here we go, starting off Spooky Week on time! So, without further ado, I present Spooky Week Day One: 

Byron X MC

A huge, dark, building loomed in front of me, run down and abandoned. The night was cold, but the shiver running down my spine was entirely due to the strange feeling I was getting from the building.  The only comforting presence was the man standing beside me, my fiancée, Byron. 

“This is not the smartest idea, is it?” Byron asked as he scanned the building and its surroundings. His eye was narrowed as he took it all in. “You say it’s haunted?”

“Rumored!” I corrected. “It’s only a rumor, Byron.” I chewed on my lip nervously. “Though I’ll admit, I’m not getting the best vibe from this place.” 

We stood before an old asylum. It had closed down years ago when authorities caught wind of the abuse happening inside these concrete walls. The spirits of the patients were rumored to wander the halls. People often heard screams or wails of agony echoing through the quiet nights. 

Halloween night was the perfect night for me to drag Byron down to the supposedly haunted asylum and investigate. Other couples spent Halloween night dressed in a couples costume, downing shot after shot of booze at some Halloween party, and waking up tangled together in bed. Byron and I were going to spend our night ghost hunting.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Byron repeated. 

“No,” I shook my head. “But remember that we gave strict instructions to Leo that if we aren’t back by midnight, he should come looking for us.”

Byron’s narrowed eye made it clear that he was still skeptic about entering the building. “This is a bad idea.”

“No turning back now,” I decided. I reached out and grabbed Byron’s hand. Before I could change my mind, I began walking towards the building. Maybe my false sense of confidence could ward off the spirits inside. 

There was a single, steel door guarding the building and whoever was trapped inside. Byron yanked it open, and a gust of chilling air rushed out. “After you.” 

I cautiously stepped inside. The inside smelled of dust and mold. There wasn’t a single sliver of light, and I was immediately relieved when I remembered the flashlights Byron held in his hands. As if on cue, a bright light was shining on my face. “Geez, Byron, warn a girl before shinning a light in her eyes.”

“Sorry,” Byron chuckled as he placed a flashlight in my hand. He began to move around the room, his light shinning on the walls stained red with blood, pill bottles that had been toppled over, clothing, notebooks, and other belongings. His light paused on a portrait of a woman. Her silver hair was pulled back into a tight bun, and her ruby red eyes seemed to hold the secrets of the bloodshed that occurred within these walls. “I swear her eyes follow me.” Byron walked side to side as if to prove his point. 

“Look at all these belongings,” I murmured. “They belonged to people, people who were hurt inside these walls, people who did nothing wrong.” I bent over to pick up a notebook that had fallen on the ground. As I began flipping through the pages, I heard whispers coming from the air above me. I suffered here. “Byron?” I was hurt here. The notebook fell from my hands, which seemed to upset the voices above. Nobody helped me. Why won’t you help me?

“Yes?” 

I turned and saw him intently watching the same portrait. “Do you hear the whispers?” I died here. Nobody heard my screams.

Byron paused and listened. The whispers were louder now, almost as if there were people right down the hall. Suffering, madness, death. I died here. I went mad here. She killed me. Nobody helped me. Nobody heard my screams. “Should we investigate?” He shone his light down a nearby hallway. His flashlight moved to the right, where yet another hallway led towards a wall of darkness. Help me. Help me. Help me. “We should split up.”

“Those are famous last words,” I said as I stared into the darkness, trying to make out a shadow, a figure, anything to connect to the voices I was hearing. There was nothing, not even the slightest sliver of light besides the one emitting from my flashlight. It was unnerving, and yet another shiver ran down my spine. “Maybe we should get out of here.” I turned around, expecting to see Byron, but, to my surprise, there was no one there. “Byron?” There was no response. The only sound other than my shallow breaths were the disembodied voices I hoped I’d never find. She killed me. Help me! She killed me!

My gut told me to leave, escape while I still could. My feet began to move without my consent. I soon found myself standing in front of the same steel door. I tugged at the handle but the door wouldn’t budge. “Byron?” I called as I pulled harder on the handle. Suffering, madness, death. I was met with only the shouts of the patients inside. Suffering, madness, death! I gave up on the door and searched for any other way to escape. No escape. No escape. Help me! Help me, please!

The windows I found had steel bars in front of them. There was no escape from this abandoned building. No escape! No escape! It was getting harder to breathe as the walls around me began to close in on me. She killed me! She killed all of us! My light landed on the portrait of the woman once more. She killed me! I suffered because of her! All her fault! Her eyes were filled with bloodlust, and her smile suddenly seemed vicious. Nobody heard the screams! There were so many screams! Help me! Help us!

“Byron!” I had to find Byron. We had to get out of here. Nothing good could come 

A bright light was suddenly shinning in my face. “We’re getting out of here.” Byron grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the door. He yanked on the handle, but, just like before, it didn’t budge. “What’s happening?”

I turned around and saw only darkness. The wind was now howling with rage. She killed me! No escape! Nobody heard my screams! Nobody will hear yours! I turned to the door and began pounding on it, hoping that someone outside could hear me. After a moment, Byron began copying my actions. It was one thing for me to be frantic, but to see Byron lose his cool was something new. He was always so calm and collected. It was horrifying to see him pounding on the door with panic written on his face. No escape! No escape! No-

The door suddenly flew open, and a pair of ruby red eyes stared back at me. “Demon!” I screamed as I stumbled backward. 

“Well that’s hardly fair. I know I’m wickedly charming but-”  

“Leo!” I scowled and smacked the silver haired man on his chest. “You gave me a heart attack!” 

“Well pardon me, but I could hear you two pounding on the door from a block away.” Leo smirked. “Wild night?”

I rolled my eyes, grabbed Byron’s hand, and pushed past the silver haired demon. “You have no idea.”

[adelusionallprincess]

Hi everyone 👋🏻

All the suitors have been requested and here’s the lineup for Spooky Week 😁

Day 1: Byron

Day 2: Albert

Day 3: Nico

Day 4: Louis

Day 5: Sid

Day 6: Giles

Day 7: Robert

Finale (Day 8): Alyn and Leo

I hope you’re all excited! I’m so excited I can hardly wait!!!

[adelusionallprincess]

Hey guys!

How would everyone feel about a spooky week? By spooky week, I mean that, on the days leading up to Halloween, each suitor gets a Halloween themed fic. It would start either the 22nd or 23rd of October and end on either October 30th or on Halloween (the 31st). It would be first come first serve in the sense of which suitor got which day. 

If anyone is interested in this, we can the list started now :) You could comment which suitor you’d like to see first or send me a message (anonymous or not), and I’ll create a list. What do you guys think? Personally, I think it’d be super fun to do and it means a new fic every day for a week (well, technically, nine days). Wouldn’t that be great?!

(In case anyone was wondering, yes, I am absolute Dan and Phil trash - where do you think I got the idea of ‘spooky week’? 😂)

[adelusionallprincess]

I’m so glad people are taking an interest in spooky week!

Here’s the list so far: Byron, Albert, Nico, Louis, Sid, Giles.

Who’s next? Only 3 more to go 😁

[adelusionallprincess]

Can I vote for giles for spooky week?

Hi anon! Thank you for voting! You can certainly vote for Giles 😄

Byron, Albert, Nico, Louis, Sid, then Giles

Which of our lovely suitors will be next?