“Petition for my wife and Flora to fuck?”

“I can answer that. She would. She has. She probably will.”

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He loves his wife. That’s all me.

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“Uhm—?!? ╰* . 𝑎𝑦𝑎 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑎?!?! WHY THE FUCK DID OUR PUPPY JUST BECOME A FUCKING FLYING LIZARD.”

“Flora can’t count to ten with her shoes on.”

He shouldn’t mention that. He’ll lose his vocal chords again.

“Try and get my pet bird-girl to stop crying for four seconds challenge.”

Smacks @0fFrenchBlades.

He’s going to build her an ice-rink in the palace, okay? And some pretty new skates and costumes.

Is 6’8 with a footballer’s build scrawny? Either way, the Prince just seems to hit a blunt. “Could ask you the same.”

“Don’t know the other’s but Little Lark has always been a bitty.” Emiliano. You’re the worst.

Looking down at him an amused chuckle leaves his lips. Was that meant to hurt? He’s / made of / ash. “Could say the same about a commoner with no title.” He retorts, leaning against a wall.

Looking down at him an amused chuckle leaves his lips. Was that meant to hurt? He’s / made of / ash. “Could say the same about a commoner with no title.” He retorts, leaning against a wall.

“Ya’ know? Like a bitty? Bitch? Whore?” Listen. He’s just bitter she sabotaged their engagement on many occasions.

—;

Is that meant to be an insult? It’s a rather horrible one in his opinion. He just— Lights another blunt. “King.” He corrects. “I do actually.” He seems totally uninterested.

Holding his face the minute his fist makes contact with his skin, he lets out a chuckle, stretching his jaw before continuing to laugh. It hurt. He just doesn’t care. “Take it you’ve fucked her too?” Emiliano you literally are trash.

/ / : ... big suprise coming here 👀👀👀