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Her highness's shoulders turned around when she heard the sound of footsteps echoing through icy halls. She wasn't expecting visitors... in fact, she wasn't ever expecting visitors. Didn't they know of her wrath? The queen did everything in her power to isolate herself from the rest of the world. 

It was too keep the danger inside with her, however, people would continue to throw themselves in harms way. 

Such fools. 

The queen made her way to the stairs where she found the intruder. Her eyes piercing down at the girl, putting up a fierce front in hopes of frightening them away. 

ღ;; It wasn't often that Ada had visited the Rainsworth Manor, especially in a school semester due to the urgency that the situation called for, so it was only natural that she'd get lost somewhere inside the expansive building in her attempts to find her brother. However, when she found herself bumping into somebody, the young woman wasn't quite sure if it was luck or not that she had finally found somebody who might be able to navigate her. After all, she had just bumped into them--- they might not be in the most favorable of moods. Letting out a small squeak at the sudden contact, she was quick to apologise. "A-Ah, I'm sorry.. Um, I'm a little bit lost and I was wondering if you could help me out..?"

Seriously, what a pain this was. When Clarise found out about the whole thing, the chains and his body breaking down and all that, she was hanging around him far too much. It was like she was pitying him, and it was annoying. If he didn't care about any of this, she shouldn't either. And actually, why did it even matter to her? Sure, she didn't seem to dislike him as much as she once did, but that didn't make any difference.

"I do what I want." Already slipping his arms through his jacket sleeves, Break grabbed his sword, heading out his office door. She would probably follow him, but he did his best to ignore her for the moment.

It was just a stupid case, it's not like he was doing anything that risky. Chances are he'd be able to bring the contractor in without even using his chain, most of them were pretty basic. Besides, if they were this easy to catch, they weren't a really dangerous contractor. Well, at least not to him.

"Yes, you obviously do." A simple reply, perhaps, but it was the truth.

It seemed the trip they took into town the other day wasn't nearly enough to satisfy Clarise, and once more, she had gone for the cakes in the kitchen. Not only was this completely rude, but it was putting him in a bad mood. Last night, probably three in the morning or something, Break pulled himself out of bed just to grab some sweets before crashing again. It was an important part of his sleeping routine, after all. Yet when he got there, they were all gone. At the time, he thought maybe he had been delusional from a lack of sleep or something, but even when the morning came, they weren't there either.

If there was one way to really tick him off without being a certain sewer rat, it was eating his cakes. Especially when his body was threatening to stop working on him because of his lack of sugar consumption. It was a total pain all around, and he was doing nothing to hide his displeasure.

Clarise just stared at him, a bit of a pout on her face. She obviously felt bad, but why should he care about that? She ate his cakes, of course she should feel bad. "There was only one left, you know. I was going to make some more for you anyway."

"Yes, but one that isn't in my stomach right now." More grumbling from him. He was being a child and they both knew it, but he didn't care about that either. "Well fine, get on with it then. But seeing as you 'owe' me, I expect to have them all in time for afternoon tea. I also expect you to give some papers to Reim for me, and come up with a plausible excuse why I won't be attending that meeting tonight. I think that seems fair."