Oct 23, 2015
& charlesianrose. ( starter call )
“So. You’re a real prince, huh? How come you’re not as annoying or gross as some of the other ex-princes in Fabletown that I’ve heard about? I’ve been listening in on you for a few minutes now and I don’t feel like pulling my hair out yet.”
Rachel watched him with genuine curiosity; some of that rare childish innocence slipping through. She knew better than to be mesmerized by the mundane stories about their kind since most of them were romanticized poppycock, as Greenleaf put it, but the idea of royalty still fascinated her. Even if it didn’t mean much anymore.