#lostittctrying

     “Mother says I ought to spend less time with you,” Camilla says from where she sits next to Ranulf, her gaze pointed towards the clouded skies. And indeed, she probably shouldn’t--no one is stupid enough to allow rumors to grow, but she’s well-aware that there are many who would wish to see Ranulf (and his elder brother, for that matter) disposed of. “Not that that’s ever stopped me before. You’ll still celebrate my birthday with me, won’t you? It’ll be just us siblings.”

Thomas looks up from the window where he had been watching his living siblings in the courtyard. “Sas...kia so you dec...ided to s...how up.” He’s still having trouble speaking it seems. 

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“Oh. Thank you?” Stares up at Aija curiously. 

“Who is he?” He looks to his sister, runs a finger over the cover of his tome and glances around the room. There was no one around, right? He and Yvette were the only ones in the room? Only once he’s sure does Leo turn his attention back to the younger royal. “I don’t understand what you’re asking.”