#everrafter

                    “ shh ! ” with no further warning, errol slaps his hand lightly over the mouth of the girl, offering her a sheepish grin as condolence. it isn’t that he HATES balls and dances, but it’s just------ all the questions about where he’s been the last three years? they’re too much, and admitting that he’d ran away from his castle because he doesn’t feel worthy of his crown is far from something on his agenda. instead he’s slipped out of the palace and down to the seashore it borders on, staring longingly at the water. AT LEAST before his hiding spot had been found. “ please don’t tell anyone i’m here. i’m not opposed to bribing you. ”

“ You must know by now that keeping secrets from a god especially one that is your father is never a good idea. ” He takes a breath, calming himself. “ Now tell me, what is going on? ” 

She climbed up the balcony, careful to be as SILENT as possible. But it wasn’t as if L would be TOO MAD at her for this; she’s been coming to her room at this time since she was what, about eight years old? 

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