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❝Sometimes I wonder about the dreams I have when I'm awake.❞
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【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
The best thing to do would be to retain the facade that she had no idea that the Balloon Bomber was captured. Even if it was on the news now, she needed to cover her tracks as best as she could. So she got herself dressed into casual clothes and exited her room, knocking on her father's door. She was given permission to enter and there was Lord Edmund in his fine glory. "Yes, daughter? Is there something you need?" Rosemary was still working on her makeup, it was quite early for them both. "Did Lord Bayon organize another hunt? We need to catch the Bomber before he causes more harm." As a justice-obsessed girl, Estelle would be disappointed if her family allowed a criminal like that to go free. "I promised to Estelle that I would do my best to help the families keep the peace of Min City."
The parents exchanged a look, one looking mildly proud, the other with a hapless shrug. "You really should turn the television on in the mornings, silly girl." Rosemary said, her voice sounding like warm sweet honey in the morning bleariness. The news? So Elsbeth and Horace already put it on airs then. "The Glorious Gazzette had a piece about some vigilante capturing the Bomber and bringing him to prison." Erika nodded, raising her eyebrows to pretend this was the first she heard of it. "I'd imagine a vigilante would try to kill him. Don't they usually take justice into their own hands?" Edmund put a hand on her shoulder. "I suppose the Blue Lotus has more nobility than someone willing to commit lawless murder." Erika nodded, smiling. "Well, I should go get ready for school now." She left, intending to return to her room.
There was a scene down in the main hallway between her room and the servant quarters. Apparently Fiyero was trying to give Clover a bath and her kitten was struggling and resisting. Eamon was there too, looking tired but woken up because of all the noise. "Gods, shut up already! I can't sleep!" Erika smiled teasingly at her silly twin brother. "Well, there's school today so you should probably get ready." He glared hard and stuck out his tongue in a very uncivilized manner. "Ugh! I should just skip! Also, Fiyero, stop molesting Clover every morning or I'll tell Eri.... oh. Oh, right, you are here, aren't you." Wait, molest? What was happening?
Now that was most definitely inappropriate. Ignoring Eamon, the prodigy grabbed her servant out of Fiyero's clutches. "Perhaps I should put Mother's servant, Belle in charge of helping her in mornings from now on." It really was irresponsible to think Fiyero wouldn't take advantage of this chance to touch the goods. "More time for the soaps." He said, never losing that foxish smile of his. "Clover. You shouldn't let males touch you. I'm sorry, I should have warned you before. But now that you know, you should always be on guard when around Fiyero." Little did she know, he had a small album of photos of her and Sera going at it in his room.