Lucille twitched hearing the rustling in the grass next to the tree. She was half asleep in the hammock. Moving the book from her face she shifted to pull up a bit and sit more upright. Her brows furrowed as the glare scanned the unfamiliar face. The tool in the man’s hand could explain why he was in the park surrounding the mansion. But not exactly why he was so close to the capricious young heiress. “New gardener?” She mused rhetorically. “Go to the kitchen and bring me something to drink, water, I don’t know.” Lucille was used to the spoiled princess role and barely anyone witnessed her otherwise. She stared expectantly at the man mostly to check if he will follow her request.

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Alice: I believe something that could be interesting to explore with her would be the moment she actually allows herself to trust and depend on somebody. It might be a moment of growth, and it might be incredibly painful for her depending on how this sort of involvement comes to be.

“--- So, for how long are you going to stick around?”Isaac asked, meaning the town they met up in. He was passing through and keeping low after a certain job he had to finish, although he had told her he was on a business trip which wasn’t a complete lie but he just didn’t say all the details while she, she was traveling, “I’m probably leaving tomorrow afternoon; got places to be, people to meet – surely you have plans for yourself as well. Or you just go wherever the road takes you?”he asked, shifting on his side in bed to take a look over the beauty laid next to him.

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Ohmygod I’m not joking I’d literally marry anyone who brought me a Peter! Honestly, if ever you want to bring him back, I’m yer gal~~~~~ You can IM me any time!