good gods, melody was bored. it was a relatively nice day out, and here she was, lounging about the castle. this would not do. she made her way down to the docks and hoped her youngest sister, clara, would be on her yacht, for if anyone knew how to have fun, it would be clara. (’sidenote,’ melody thought to herself, ‘i want a boat or yacht or something.’) ‘you home, clar bear? melody called, hoping the answer would be yes./ft. @heirthrones



















