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“Am I supposed to be scared now?”
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“Didn’t seem like a big deal during.”
“Well it is a ‘big deal’! You’re not much older than my son.”
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Talia smiled as he put the flower in her hair. She looked at him, holding her happy demeanor— she tried to stay in good spirits whenever she could. It made things better… If she was sad all the time, would it really be living? She had bad days, yes, but not every day was a bad day. they were less frequent than they once were and now laughter came easier to her…
“It’s a very pretty flower.”
She said. She used to make flower crowns for her family, when she was a small child. She would have Ethan fetch the flowers and she would weave them into intricate headpieces. perhaps she would make one for Nathan.
“ Thank you.”
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" I didn’t think I’d see you again.” Ranmsay Snow had returned for her. She had run... At first, she had had others. Since then, they had either died or deserted her.
Though she had been hiding for so many years, she had never returned home... The gods knew she wanted to, but there was something forboding about it. She would be welcomed into her mother’s arms... but she would also be welcomed into the hall where her own twin was slaughtered. She had been posing as a serving girl for some time now. It had been hard at first, but now she was used to it. She was Alira the serving girl now... Not Lady Talia of house forrester.
She hadn’t expectd to happen upon anyone she used to know.
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❞ If I said I was surprised, I’d be lying. ❞
Despite her tone, worry still flickered in her eyes. She wondered who had done this to him— and whether or not he was at fault for provoking them.
"I’m like 75% sure this won’t explode on us."
“Yeah? What about the other 25%? What are you even trying to do, anyway?” He spoke quietly, but his tone was harsh. “Trying to kill us?”
"I can’t see it through."
❞ You can’t see what through? ❞Talia’s tone was hesitant. The youngest daughter of the Forresters didn’t trust the stranger— Not by a longshot.