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“I’m afraid to answer that question. —— I… si, we are spending time together because well… you know tis you know. We’ve set our differences aside, sort of I mean she and I we… ye know I will just nod. Tis a much safer option.”
That is my sister. As an older brother and head of the family, I am obligated to take on my father’s role and ask... What are your intentions with our innocent Jo?
“Oi! Nae, ye arse those are mine! I ordered them for myself, did we not learn this a few days ago? Ye do not take my food, Thea? Thea? Were are ye… eat Thomas please.. ye are the only one who understands me. —— Tis so difficult being this sensitive. Ye give me that… tis mine! I’ll tell George on ye… tell him ye are abusing me. He’ll kick your arse I swear…“
“Espera, eres un fantasma? Like do ye go boo at night? Are you one of the souls the English bruja summoned a long time ago? —— Need I help you find heaven? Catalina? I’ve heard that name before, I …dame un segundo.”
[ Jin stared at the woman, not understanding half the things she was saying. ] Uh... yes, Catalina. Do you know where she is?
“All I heard is cat, hunter and Jo’s name.. I’m dizzy, start all over again si? From the beginning —— You want a dog, named Hunter? Who has a cat named Jo? I think I’ve been spending far too much time with Sofia.”
I am going to tell my sister you referred to her as a cat. She loathes them. Except Hunter, oddly enough. But he hates her so there is no hope. -- Speaking of. Where is my sister? I have seen you two spending quite some time together as of late.
“Your cakes is that so?” [ Liza questioned before reaching forward and grabbing one of the cakes and licking the top of it before stuffing it into her mouth. ] “Serves ye right for calling me fat, and for threatening to use violence against a defenseless woman. Ye should be ashamed of yourself…tis so rude, ye are a rude man. and I hate ye.”
Did you say you were having fruit tarts? I am suddenly craving them so. Thank you, my dear friend, for ordering their preparation for me. You have such a kind heart.
Uhm, excuse me. Is that what I say? -- No matter, Jin, no matter. Excuse me. Have you seen Catalina? My Lady is lost and I am dead? Is that the word?
I was thinking I wanted to acquire a dog, but then I was reminded of that beast Hunter and Teresa leaving it here for Jo to look after-- But Hunter hates Jo, so he’ll end up following me. I cannot have a dog and cat. Too much responsibility in my hands. Also, what if Hunter does not agree with the dog? I cannot just let it roam bitterly around the castle. What kind of family would I be? Speaking of, has anyone seen that demon of a cat?
another meme i won’t finish — ten actors/actresses:
Brant Daugherty: “I’ve been in love with Natalie Portman for a long time now. She’s flawless.”
“Aye, Ah did nae just eat a few dozen macarons, a batch of cookies and a few brownies. It was about twenty minutes ago mate, wot? I’m eating for two, dae nae look at me like I’m a bottomless pit or worse yet like I’m fat. —— And dae nae think about touching the fruit tarts Ah will bite yer arm off, and Ah say that nicely.. let a girl eat.”
But you are fat. You are also eating my cakes. Hands off, she-Devil. I don’t promise I won’t get violent if you don’t stop eating those right now.
wtf y’all punks been up to tbfh
“Aha! So you do speak English, why did ye nae answer before? Never mind tis not the issue that matters now. —— Did ye misunderstand me? I said that I could speak to ye in Scots.. which means I very much know how to do communicate with my people. I may have interrupted your thoughts, but ye are standing in my kitchen inside my castle. Most would agree that whatever rights ye think ye have.. are trumped by the fact that ye are a guest. One I do nae remember inviting so now either tell me your name or leave my presence immediately before I have someone help ye do so..”
Rènaode. 'Tis seems like both you and I have forgotten our places in here. —— Ta, Agnes. I gathered what I needed. And remember, let it dry before cleaning, or you will make it worse.
A lone figure tossed and turned around in the tiny quarters. Nightmares plagued his sleeping times and the uncertainty of their reality kept eating him away.
A flash of brunette heir, a warm smile, an obnoxious laugh that somehow he found charming, so much noise that seemed comforting. Tiny pieces that somehow felt different from the rest. A sobbing and frail figure, tears staining cloth, blood decorating spaces. His nightmares consisted of a mix both, the sense of security that surrounded the first only enhancing the terror from the second. He felt weak in the knees afterwards, unsure of what to make of those blurry scenes once he woke up.
He did not feel incomplete, but he also did not feel whole. What was it that he was missing? He could not remember.
All he was certain of what his present. And it was a confusing one. What was he to make of his surroundings? Of the odd accents? And why could he understand tongues he was certain he had never learned? Why did he know seemingly unimportant facts?
It was driving him crazy.
Who was he, really?
He voiced as much, yet his helper only offered a smile. And there was something unsettling on that smile indeed.
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Months after, he was sent away by one of the people who helped him once he woke up without memories. This man fed him a lie, one he could not detect since he knew nothing. This same man sent him away in an important mission it seemed. To gather information on their enemies. On the ones responsible for the scars that line his body, for the uneasy feeling that sometimes plagued his mind.
He was sent to England. A would be spy, a returning foe disguised as a friend. That was his role to play for his country, for his true friends and allies, for Norway.
Rodrigo kept his hands firmly clasped behind his back, anxious but with calm demeanor. After all, he had been properly instructed by his King on how to proceed.
I hope you find someone you can’t live without. I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it’s like to have to try and live without them.
Kiera Cass (via pre-party)
"Ay, do ye not speak English? Is it Scots? I could try my hand at it of course pero… it seems too much trouble I just wanted flan. —— I am going to look away now, your stare is scaring me kind of like the English bruja does on a daily basis.”
A Queen who knows not how to communicate in her subject’s language. Is the difficult decision of dessert impeding you from learning, Your Grace? —— That is the purpose of it. I was enjoying my solicitude before you interrupted my thoughts.
“Spoken like someone who has never watched me debate between having an extra plate of pork roast or starting on dessert. Tis more of a struggle than it sounds, believe me… tis enough to make a woman go bald. —— However we do more than just struggle with our meals, I for example have to make decisions when it comes to ruling a country… and every country tis different, each one has different needs. No hables asi I take offense and offending a Queen is rude… apologize please.”
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