“i take it you don’t hear the word ‘no’ very often. so i’ll say it again... slower. N....O.....”
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“i take it you don’t hear the word ‘no’ very often. so i’ll say it again... slower. N....O.....”
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“royalty, huh?” he can smell it on the other man from a mile away. always tempting. royalty often broke easy.
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Her cheeks were pink, like always when the Prince was around. She has been a naive little girl when she had arrived at the castle but from that time many things have changed and she knew he will make the blush justified in no time. “You wanted to see me, Sir?” She didn’t dare to look up and meet his glare, the one that surely had no warmth in it.
“I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
“ I-I’ll take your word for it. “
Olivier wasn’t sure he quite followed the logic here.
“ I’ve never quite liked parties. “
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13. Do you get jealous easily? (for Ann)
“Wha...” She chuckled nervously. Not used to making decisions and surely not on a whim, Ann couldn’t make up her mind between denying any sign of jealousy in her heart or asking him for the reason she could be jealous of. Her cheeks turned pink and as badly as she always lied, she finally shook her head. “No, I’m not jealous.” Her eyes went elsewhere though, avoiding Anthony’s attentive glare.
72. What words do you like to hear during sex? (For Lucille)
“All the heightened emotions pouring from the mouth - love, hate, desire and lust. Like I’m too much to bare, like the guy is going to explode from the closeness.” She grins softly at the memory. Maybe even her cheeks blush discretely.
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hc arrows || @walkingonsun || accepting⬆: something that always cheers Eliza up
Elizabeth loves hearing stories. Even if she’s all sad and mopey and is saying “no, i don’t want to hear that, just let me be sad,” if you start telling it && it’s a good one, she’ll listen and it’ll distract her enough at least to get her out of that frame of mind.
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Ever a slave to her duties, she did not argue when informed that a suitor had been chosen for her, in spite of her every urge to. She did not argue when they delayed her first meeting with said suitor, over and over again. And finally, she did not argue with this god-awful dress her father had picked out for her to wear when they meet his family for the first time. Em is quite at her wits end by the time they arrive at the palace of her betrothed.
She keeps her silence, so as not to worry about stepping out of line when meeting him - this Anthony. Only offering a small smile when approached.
“Prince Anthony?”