#c;abel

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Text || abe lincoln

Rocket: you okay??

Rocket: someone messaged me saying I should text you.

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clearlythesupreme

"What would you do if I kissed you right now?

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clearlythesupreme

"Who would you say I take after, love?"

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clearlythesupreme

              It's coronation day, and a very pregnant Olive               is watching the future king of Glacies make his way               to the center of the town square. He's going to make                a great king-----that much is for sure.

              So today was the day---Wren was going to be a king.               Abel was filled with a mixture of pride and fear, standing               stiffly beside his mother and father as he watched the               crowds begin to cheer. What a task, ruling an entire               kingdom, and to do so alone, without a queen?  The kid               really had his work cut out for him.                Abel and Valeria might not be madly in love, but his wife               was an incredible ruler, smart, stubborn, and full of ideas               to better Arcadia. He wouldn't be able to be king without her.

               Coronation day---why the hell did it call for such stuffy outfits?                Lark kept shifting his weight, fingers pulling savagely at the                 itchy collar around his neck. A crown, one with the same jewels                 as his mother's and brother's, was perched on his head, glittering                brightly in the last of the sunlight.                As his brother's carriage neared the square, he let out a low sigh                in relief. He couldn't wait to get undressed and start stuffing his                face---because everyone knew that the best thing about the kingdom's                parties were the feasts.                Turning for a moment to face his mother, he'd caught the eye of                two village girls, one a pretty redhead and the other a blonde. The                redhead gave the prince a wink, and the blonde offered a shy smile.                The boy found himself blushing; after Zoe, he hadn't thought about                anyone else. It was nice to be noticed.

               As for Wren, as he sat alone in the carriage carrying him over                the cobblestone, there was only one thing he had to say-------                                                             Holy shit. It's coronation day.

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clearlythesupreme

"I heard the news this morning. Congrats."