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I just got the random urge to write my funky librarian more, so ... spare plots with Waris pls? 🥺👉👈 

She waits for the words to hit, for a pain in her chest. The feeling is there, but easy to ignore now, only a faint memory of her heart breaking.  “ Then it must’ve been a waste of time I assume? ” Only a fool would believe anything else and Genya is long past that. 

“Entertaining is hardly the word I’d use”, she retorts, making no attempt to hide the scorn in her voice. “But perhaps of course it’s a game as long as you’re only hiding in the shadows and never actually get involved or care.” Perhaps Mathilde has always cared too much, but she refuses to let that be wielded at her as a weakness, especially when it comes from Luc. 

It was a feeling Marya could relate to perhaps more than he would ever know. As much as this new life filled her with happiness, it was still strange and new to her, the freedom and the time with her son gifts she’d almost thought lost. “I know you are and I’m proud to see how you handle the responsiblity.” Only deep honesty filled her voice, as she reached out for Wylan’s hands. “But no one in this house expects you to handle it alone. And I’m a daughter of Kerch after all, I once learned how to run a business. I’ll gladly use that knowledge to help you shoulder the weight.” Many years ago Jan had stripped her of the position she’d been born into, had taken away money of the Hendrik’s family that’s rightfully hers. Perhaps it’s time to reclaim that part of herself too. 

very late munday but !! greetings from my internship & my new room !! have the weird angle of the mirror there & me living my best m.artin bl.ackwood life at the archive 🥰