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     ‘But, Uncle Thom!              There’s no one else WORTH bothering. ‘

Let’s see how he liked it when that bloated sense of self importance was turned back around on him. He  might be the brilliant magical genius, but Aly was sly and slick, and she could get anyone to have a little  fun. E V E N her grumpy grouch of an uncle who her mother even had a hard time getting to smile.

[tortallans-blog]

Her so-called ‘compliment’ was not just that, and they both knew it. In spite of her heritage, which he, of course, blamed largely on the commoner’s blood in her veins, she was no fool. The girl knew exactly what she was saying. And he did not like it one bit.

❛ Believe me, I know. But you must be used to it. ❜

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tricksterchosen​​ is my least favorite niece.

Words could not express the intensity with which Thom let out his sigh. He was not sure why he had chosen to come to this family arrangement in the first place; he had been perfectly happy at court, surrounded by the royal library. But it had been some time since he had visited, and his sister’s husband had sounded so pathetic in his invitation that Thom had eventually caved. By all of the gods and goddesses, he wished he hadn’t. Family gatherings were painful enough in that they contained being social with people of lesser minds, but they also held smug nieces. And right now, one was being particularly smug with him.

❛ Bother someone else, Aly. ❜

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kiingschampion​.

❛ If you have come to pull me away for dinner, ❜ he began, painfully familiar with this set of footsteps, ❛ I’m afraid I am too busy. Sorry, sis. ❜ Never sparing a glance in her direction, his sickly pale fingers flipped the page trapped between them. Frankly, Thom could not remember the last time he had eaten. Breakfast? He wasn’t hungry, so it didn’t matter. His flesh didn’t  matter. It would never matter as much as his mind.

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ghxsteyes​.

❛ I’m not in the mood to socialize. I’m waiting for someone. ❜ ‘Waiting’ was too hopeful. Hope was not what had him staring at the horizon. Rather, he was fear. He feared that his sister might walk through the metaphorical gates and join him.

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gently rolls in thehxrd​‘s direction.

❛ I don’t know how my sister has endured your company for so many years. The eyes ? Maybe she’s grown vain and likes the color on you. ❜

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randomly hands this to maidtomaker.

❛ I received a rose from a gentleman today. His breath smelled like smoke, and he groped his wallet. He reminded me of a dragon. Isn’t that a curious thing ? ❜

[minuiko]

Tian and Lalasa, quick study break

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but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really fucked it up this time didn’t i, my dear? didn’t i, my …