Lullaby

Sounds sad, but it's funny when a lockdown in a castle sounds like the old times with a fairytale twist.

I hate fairytale twists. They're cliche, annoyingly packed to the punch with feely feels, and boring. Everything you aren't despite who you married. Probably best to divorce my brother at this point anyway.

Then, how about we do something for us and make it both of our life goals to see Henrik disappear? It'll give us something to look forward to, even if it isn't as tasty as making our brother rue being an everlasting twat.

"You have yourself literally a bloody deal."

See, this is why we get along. When not turning people into little tiny bits of confetti, acid is my favorite clean-up method– fitting for cleaning the filth that is a vampire bastard.

The only reason we were meant to suffer being birthed into this dreadful world is our tolerance together so neither of us are alone to deal with Rammy. Making the vampire bastard disappear has become my life goal.

Put cutting out his tongue on your list, too. If you wrap his severed dick in barbed wire, it'll be more fun for you and be a true representation of what he did to the women who were unfortunate to fall into his clutches. And acid. Put acid somewhere.

Barbed wire around his cock and slicing out his tongue, brutal yet satisfyingly effective. Oh, acid, my favorite of the dissolvable liquids. I could pour some right down his sphincter cannon and watch him writhe while his insides slowly disintegrate.

She really did not waste any time parading you around. I heard from his many children that if Daddy Vamp isn't killing, then he's fucking, so if he tries to go near you, cut off his tiny leech he calls a cock and feed it to him.

I felt like a prized fucking pony he was salivating to breed, if you know what I mean. Daddy Vamp lays a finger on me, and I'll force feed him half his prick and shove the rest up his ass so he knows how every woman he's met feels.

So, Mother Fearest dragged me to meet a real fang banger. Did not like the way he looked at me.

Looks like that much about your mom hasn't changed between timelines. If you're referring to how much Uncle Kane fawns over you and thinks you're the coolest, that also hasn't changed much either. Uncle Cael is complex, but he does like some people, which I take as a badge of honor. However, you are correct. You would steal me away from every lesson until my grandparents put a strict attendance rule in place, but they at least worked in longer breaks so that you didn't raise Hell against the throne. I kinda hid that tidbit from her–but I would be willing to let her in on the family news if it brings you joy by making her head literally remove itself from her shoulders.

She's a fucking bitch, sorry not sorry. It's nice to know my brother's inability to resist spoiling me rotten until his teeth fall out doesn't vary beyond just my timeline. Cael is complex, yes, and also very easy to jam a stick so far up his ass that he turns into a tree. Unfortunately, attendance is kind of important, but I at least was bomb enough to break the rules and understand the importance of spending time with family that I know my mother will just die hearing who's next in line for the throne. Be a darling nephew and explode away her mind, will you, Beau? It would make your favorite aunt so happy.

Have you ever thought of like, just killing every last one of your bottom of the barrel siblings? It's a shame you don't know a perfectly trained assassin who could deep-throat a bottle of bourbon and take their heads at the same time who would literally do it knowing you'll irk her brother for eternity. Fucking Hell's bells, you really are on the fast track of bringing in a baby into the world. If only more people recognized my genius and showered me for my brilliance like you have, it's what my ears love to hear. Tell you what, Sterling, you work on giving me a grand-niece or nephew and I will work on plowing through any cluster of siblings. Just point a finger and my sword is yours.

I'm not disappointed; things are different, but I can get used to it. My sister is pretty cool, but I'm a little biased. Of course, you're my favorite. I'm pretty close to my uncle Cael, but you're the one who came to kidnap me the most when you have the sixth sense that my grandfather's lessons were pushing me too close to the cliff of boredom.

You bend to the situation and adapt, it's what Mother Fearest taught. Your bias is to the point of sickening, but honestly, I have a sibling like that. Cael Delacroix...as in Prince of Lust and the dream witch's Cael. Don't see how he would be close to anyone but your mother, however, you mean I basically rescued you during every single lesson is what I'm hearing. Does your grandmother know you're heir apparent? She goes ape shit rubbing elbows with any royal and now seeing our relation to the family, I hope her head explodes literally.

I can't fight that logic at all. Oh, I didn't trust anything he said; honestly, I tuned most of it out. I do enjoy being people's favorites, and being told so, doubly so. If you have a bigger idea to fuck old Ram over that can top the fact I'm sleeping with his daughter, then absolutely I'm willing to take it as far as it can go. It's the least he deserves for attacking me unprovoked.

You should have grown up with him in childhood, it's grating trying to remove the sound of his obnoxious voice from your head. You're looking for the perfect way taking it as far as it can go? Doing the whole marriage business would grind his gears, but like you said, he attacked you unprovoked like the little bitch boy he is. You can't let that slide with simply sleeping with his daughter or putting a silly little rock on her finger. Do that if you must for the cherry on top. No, you give Rammy a constant reminder that you and him are forever connected by blood alone. Have a baby with her, if she's willing, of course.

I would say I'm surrounded by a family of stalkers if I weren't absolutely flattered about it. I knew the old Broken Record was lying when he called his siblings a bore, when you are everything but a bore.

If you take away the killing aspect of our forced career paths, that's basically what we are. Thought you could trust a word my brother says, huh? He's the bore for getting whipped by a succubus and disappointing our mother. You flared his temper which makes you a favorite in my books. How much further would you like to fuck him over?

I've been lowkey stalking my niece who's been stalking you like a hungry hawk and you, cutie, know how to piss off my brother.

I'm finding that not many people expected that of my father, including him. Beatrice is damn good, too– way better with knives than I ever was. Knowing my sister, she would have sought Uncle Kane out immediately. Those two were always thick as thieves in our timeline, especially when being leaders was too much on our shoulders.

Ram from your timeline and mine aren't the same, don't be disappointed. Finally, a member of my family who is not Kaniel that doesn't make me want to bury my knife in my own head from mind-numbing zero talent. A damn good assassin and a Kane fan...I like the sound of this Beatrice already. And what about you, nephew, which of your parents' siblings are you close to? Say it's me, I'm awesome.

My parents are married in my timeline and heading House Gluttony. My sister, Beatrice, is currently following in our father's footsteps before she takes over the House. You and Uncle Kane are two of my and my sister's favorite people, you know. I know you're not my Auntie Ari, but you're her all the same.

My brother heading the house of a demon Prince, didn't see that coming. The fact my niece is in my side of the family business doesn't make me groan like I thought it would, there aren't enough assassins of the female kind, though gender should be meaningless as long as you are expertly crafted. Well, Beau, to think Kane and I are your favorite people is all I'll care for. Does my brother know you and Beatrice exist? Kaniel, not Ram.

You are in my timeline, and you're just as spunky. I'm Ramiel and Blair's firstborn, Beau.

Uh, yeah, I'm obviously awesome and no one shall doubt it. Firstborn means there's more than one of you my brother and his...succubus willingly had as some form of torture.

I've killed before; I just don't see the fun in it like everyone else to keep doing it, so feel free to poke a little fun at it. Unless my dad makes me, I'll pass.

You are heinously adorable, but your kind sometimes lack imagination. Your father and my mother would be like two peas in a pod with forcing their children to do shit.

That kind of optimism even attempting burns my nose from the whiff of impending failure on your part. How does one even trust Rammy when he is a trained pathological liar gaining the level of protection where it suits him the best? Maybe the person you know is a fabrication and you're all being fucked with. My brother doesn't trust us, flower child, much less want to be close to his own siblings.