Merry Christmas, @trinitorettomadrigal!
Happy holidays buds! Hope you enjoy.
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I Won't Be Alone For The Rest Of My Life
The lush green hills were silvery with the morning dew and Stiles didn’t care one whit today. Behind him, Scott and Liam were talking quietly, but any and all jokes had already been cracked, the speeches had been given.
“Prince Przemysław,” interrupts Stiles’ least favorite page boy. Matt sniffs at him like he’s the royal and Stiles is the incompetent buffoon. Stiles is positive Matt is not quite as nasal as he sounds in his head. “Your father is waiting. Prince Derek’s procession has arrived.”
Liam and Scott scamper off the velvet lounger and brush past Matt in their haste to follow Stiles down the corridors towards his father’s office. The castle is buzzing with the news already, servants scurrying around faster than Stiles has seen in years.
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