Julia silently poured her friend a second glass, her lips drawn in to form a thin line and her shoulders stiff to maintain her composure. A raucous fit of laughter on her part would draw the wrong kind of attention toward the two and dear Pippa’s spirits seemed dampened enough.

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Intimidation Prompts!

“One man’s happy ending is another man’s tragedy, but you know as well as I do I will do everything in my power to be the former.”

Poetry Starters!

♕▬ “What is it that the English say? Silence is golden?” A tilt of the head and a cocky smile follow her comment, signaling an incoming jibe. 

Aleks could not remember the last time he was on English soil. At least in recent memory. The ones seared into his head were more... bloody, and came from many, many lifetimes ago when the world was smaller.

Now though? The Norseman was making his way through the embassy, folder of papers tucked under his arm. Pippa was... here somewhere. Or at least that was what the desk staff told him.