⠀⠀{ he smiled back. 𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩. He liked Lucerys, truly. He wasn’t part of the “plan.” Not initially. . . }
Well I’m not barricaded to that room currently, so it’s something I can finally feel at ease about. In *𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 to the company that just joined me.
“ I insist—“ a pleased smile tugged at his lips when he took note of his garments, he fell in step with Daeron, the guard falling one step behind.
“ you seem better on this day—“
⠀⠀{ His lips part in immediate protest when Aegon flings his book so thoughtlessly, directing his 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙡 towards where it landed. There went the sanctity of his evening. . .
He then got up, but he /didn’t/ head towards the door, instead retrieving his book and ensuring
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+he rolls his eyes , snatching the book from his brother's hands and tossing it carelessly aside.
"rest is for the dead, daeron," +he scoffs , a lazy smirk pulling at his mouth as he looks down .
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