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The End of Hänsel

Tonight the restless Pierrot was very tired, so he closed his eyes. In his dream, he saw his real...

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Riliane is safe thank LeviaBehemo.

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Your princess has returned.

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Revamping an old blog at the moment; so offline. I'll be back when it's done.

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"Quoi? Qu'est-ce que c'est? Vous êtes à proximité d'interrompre mon heure de la collation, donc hâtez avec vos mots!" Riliane was having a very bad day. Her moods seemed to change more often than most would like; unfortunately. Hence her nickname as the Daughter of Evil (though if one called her that to their face; a swift slice of a blade would make heads roll).

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withinthishollowheart replied to your post: Does anyone understand how much this RP with...

I’m sorry, what?

I keep thinking of the entire Story of Evil so this RP hurts because of what Kyle does to her later on and it sparks the Green Hunting and yea.

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Does anyone understand how much this RP with withinthishollowheart hurts oh my god.

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"But of course, my dear. Please forgive my rudeness. As a matter of fact, i am rather impressed. You seem to be learning quickly, despite your young age." She must have been trying very hard, and Kyle wondered if that was really all for his sake. She was so…cute sometimes, really. It was hard to see her as the "Daughter of Evil".

"That aside, please feel free to speak anyway you wish. I would not want to cause you any trouble."

"Aa Kyle; it's quite alright." She smiled even wider at the praise; enjoying such a statement from her dear fiance. The bluet knew just how to woo her; it seemed. Or, maybe she was so blinded by her affection and love for him that she nearly swooned at even the smallest amount of praise.

In her mind; everything she did for Kyle was for his sake moreso than her own. "What shall we do today? Or are you just here for tea?"

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"It is wonderful to see you, as well, Princess." Kyle smiled, and brought her hand to his lips. "I am well, thank you for asking. And what of yourself, Riliane? I can see that you have been practicing, though your accent is still rather thick."  He teased her with a light chuckle. His Lucifenian was atrocious, after all, so he didn’t really have any room to judge.

"Don't tease me, Kyle." She flushed lightly; before her smile returned. "Why yes; I have been. Only befitting of a monarch to know her fiance's language, is it not?" A light laugh came from the princess' lips. For one so tyrannical and horrific in her reign; she did retain an innocent and pleasing beauty, almost reminiscent of her golden eyed mother's.

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Oh? Chartette. She needed something from her. "Chartette! Ne être cher et s'il vous plaît me chercher mon mors de cheval? Je l'ai oublié." A gentle smile placed itself on her lips. The princess was in her riding gown; a royal sapphire blue to match her signature earrings.

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"Well, with the two of you combined, it makes sense that my, well our, whole family is so intelligent." It also occurred to her that insulting Kyle as was custom was not the best course of action. She pushed her sleeve up her arm a little bit; the climate was much warmer than she was used to, and she forgot about her bandages for a moment.

"Ah, yes, Elluka. I’m a bit more familiar with her than I really need to be, I think." She tilted her head to the side, neck popping a few times as she did so. "I don’t recall anything drastic, anyway… I would much prefer to be called Michelle if you don’t mind, madam."

For a tyrannical princess, she sure did have a beautiful little smile. She was happy; and didn't even mind snack time being almost interrupted. In fact... "Minis; please tell Allen to delay snacktime for another hour." The minister nodded; and promptly walked off to deliver the message before he angered his princess' mood.

"Now, Michelle; come with me. I'll show you around the palace myself. Seeing as the last time an important visitor visited; I ended up having to behead the tour guide for trying to reveal the contents of my bedchambers." A disgusted 'tch' came from pretty little lips; before the placid smile returned. "It's the least I can do for a descendant of mine and Kyle's."

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"……How much do you know of the evils forest then?"

"... This isn't the Forest of Bewilderment?"

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"I look like who now…? And I speak what?" she questioned confused. Should she feel offended or…? She wasn’t too sure. Plus, she didn’t want to snap at this princess. Then there was what she said about her speaking. Marlonese? What was that. She wasn’t sure at all. What did she step into? This was all so strange and she seriously didn’t like it at all right now. Everyone dressed funny and there was supposedly someone like her walking around. This was so weird.

Blinking, she bowed her head "Ah… Its nice to meet you Princess. I am Reina." she said politely. Try to be nice. Make friends with the girl. Don’t get killed by being rude. Those were the only things running through Reina’s mind right now.

"You look like that temptress whore that has been hanging around my Kyle. And you speak Marlonese. But as far as I know; that bitch doesn't speak Marlonese. You're just a tad bit safer than her at the moment." Which, for Reina, was a fucking blessing.

"Reina, huh?" The girl's name was Reina. Sounded like Michaela... If you had a twisted mind; which Riliane did. Heh.

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"Allen, ne chercher Mariam ou Ney et Chartette pour m'aider dans mes draps. Je me sens un peu fatigué et a besoin de sommeil."

(( Alright; off to bed with myself. Good night! ))

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Reina was going to respond to the girl but, hearing the language she froze. She didn’t know what this girl was saying. Due to the fact, she didn’t answer quickly she say the girls mood darken. "Ah… My apologies but… I don’t understand what you a saying to me.." the female spoke truthfully. Maybe she should have paid attention in her foreign language class.

So far, she only made out small words of the girls sentence. Not a lot though. It was hard to know a language you were not familiar with after all. Maybe I should leave but… this place it very strange. I have no idea where I am.. thought Reina as she looked at the ground. She felt that looking at the girl in the eye was not a good idea.

A Marlonese speaker... That looked like this green haired woman she'd seen around her Kyle. "Oh, a Marlonese speaker? You look like that temptress whore." For a princess; she sure had some foul language. Now her good mood was totally soured... Someone's head was going to roll. Be it this girl's or someone else's; a head was going to roll.

For her enjoyment.

"I asked you who you were and what I could assist you with; but I withdraw my offer of assistance. This is why you answer a princess at the first turn of conversation -- they get angered quickly." Riliane; that only applies to bratty princesses like you.

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"…..You should be careful, if you were too loud and they heared you they might come here. If you are talking about the woman in red then she is chasing you for the sake of her dinner….You came to the forest without knowing that?"

"That woman is not the Vampire girl, Vaniqa Conchita!" She only knew of the fairy tale written about Banica; not the actual genius warlord. Beelzenia held no interest to her; only Elphegort and Marlon, as well as her own country.

"That woman needs manners!" Without knowing what? "Without knowing what? I do not even know where I am; I was riding my horse, Josephine, when she suddenly became spooked and bucked me off! She ran off and now I'm lost!

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"O-Oh, you figured that out? I thought you’d assume I was a cousin or something and there were time zones," she said hesitantly. Michelle thought about what to say for a moment; while she had no idea who Kyle’s wife actually was, it certainly wasn’t Riliane. That seemed like a bad idea to say, though…

"Well, I’m pretty far down the line. A few hundred years, actually. From what I’ve been taught, though, you got on very well and unified Marlon and Lucifenia. We still speak Marlonese in my part of Lucife-Marlon, though, as we’ve come to call it."

"I may be a beautiful princess; but I do have a brain, Miss Marlon." Riliane gave her signature little laugh; pushing away a stray strand of hair. It was a little hot; maybe she'd go nap in her chambers later with a servant fanning her. Most likely Allen; as she really trusted him in her bedchambers.

"When you said different times; I assumed magic. Elluka sometimes does that kind of stuff; I wouldn't have been surprised." Aa, a union of Marlon and Lucifenia? Lucife-Marlon. It was pretty. Maybe she should bring that up in the marriage proposal? "Aa; then we will have a wonderful marriage... Thank you for telling me, Miss Marlon. Or should I call you Michelle; since you are future family?"