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Cressida felt a pang of regret at Daphne's words. I…" She hesitated, "I never wanted things to come to this. I understand why you can't forgive me." She looked down, unable to meet Daphne's gaze. "And you have every right to despise me. I just… I wanted you to know that I do regret what I did. Truly."
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@flashbacksech0es said — ; "This place is so beautiful." (from my OC Leanora)
there's always a swell of pride that courses through eric whenever the island receives a compliment. it may not be his kingdom yet, his full responsibility, but he had already begun doing any and everything he could to make sure it remained well revered. after all, he will reign over it one day.
❛ you should see it at night, ❜ he beams, ❛ the entire sky alight with stars and moonlight. it's quite breathtaking. ❜
“ i don’t care a fig about rules . ” (From Miss Sybbie because I love how much he cares about her)
a short amused huff escaped the butler as the corners of his lips twitched upwards. a small, private smile. he bowed his head slightly to hide it, but it was undeniably there.
of course she wouldn't care for the rules. rebellion was in her blood, she'd inherited that from both sides of the family — an irish socialist father, a chauffeur, and a fiercy ambitious mother, the daughter of an earl. a match itself that broke the rules of high society.
god, she was so much like her mother. thomas liked that about her.
❝ I know. but some rules are there for a reason, miss sybbie. ❞
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@flashbacksech0es asked: "Feyre... can I ask you a question? What is it like, being mated to someone like Rhysand?" (From Elain, for Feyre)
"You mean mated to an insufferable know it all?" she joked lightly, feeling a slight tug at the bond which caused her to roll her eyes. But she wondered what it was that her sister was truly asking. Mate bonds were things that she still didn't really understand, sometimes they didn't appear to make sense. She was lucky that her own had been, but she also knew that it wasn't always the case. Still she reached over to give her sister's hand a light squeeze, "What do you mean, Elaine?"
"Aunt Mary," Sybbie hovered on the threshold to her aunt's room, she loved visiting Downton, loved seeing her cousins and Donk and Granny Cora. But this visit felt different. Sybbie was the oldest, she was starting to understand grown up things. Things like death. "Can we talk?" (From Sybbie)
Mary's eyes flash upwards at Sybbie's unannounced request for entrance. "Yes, of course, darling. Sybbie." A honorific often given to the girl's beloved mother. Looking at her now, she could see phantoms of the Youngest Crawley resurrected in her and GOOD LORD, it gave her heart a terrible pang of that unquenchable grief. Pangs it got when only Matthew or Sybil were thought of. After all, most touted her as the most heartless of all the Crawleys. "Of course we can talk." She puts her mirror down upon her vanity. "Whatever is on your mind?" Though she is busy, she gifted her niece her undivided attention.
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Violet reached out to adjust Edmund's cravat, a loving gesture that had become second nature over the years. "And you, my dear, look as handsome as ever." Her gaze softened as she looked at him, her hand resting gently on his chest.
@flashbacksech0es asked: "I hate the Hewn City, I hate the person I have to be when we go there." (For Cassian from Callan)
"I understand." Cassian told him with a sigh. He hated the man he had to become there too, and it was the same with Azriel, Rhys and Feyre and Nes.
"But we become who we need to be to keep order. The fae that live in the Hewn City respond to little else than violence and darkness." Cassian could see it in Callan and this nephews Nyx and Orion. They were coming into their own which meant they needed persona's for the Hewn City. Dark Princes.
"When Nyx becomes High Lord, it's likely you'll be his General. So to the Hewn CIty, we are the Dark Lords of Bloodshed. We maintain peace and order." Cassian was lucky to have his mate, she kept him grounded when he came back out into the light. "You'll find your way back to the light when you get out, I promise."
@flashbacksech0es asked: "You're not like your brothers at all, are you?" (For Oriane from Elain)
"I would like to hope not." She had so many brothers, seven in all. Lucien was by far the sweetest, the one who had often looked out for her the most. Eris was a close second. While he acted like the others, he had a softer heart hidden beneath.
"Many of them are cruel and bullish. Lucien is an exception of course, he has always been different from my other brothers, and Eris puts on a good front that makes him appear like father. The others though - as much as it pains me to say, I'm not truly upset that the Mother has taken two of them."
