#radiantfarfalla

        “Lucina, I noticed that you never look at Odin, Lazward, and Luna. Why’s that?” He questioned, dipping his head to the side as he tried to make sense of the mystery shrouding her. It was interesting, he had to admit, and it wasn’t exactly a far-cry from how fuzzy the three’s histories were. From what he heard from his siblings, the three popped out of nowhere and were sworn into service-- but if they are loyal to his siblings, then he couldn’t find it in him to oppose their presence, despite their dubious pasts.

                          ❝ Lucina! Look at this! It’s a Nohrian delicacy                                        and it looks delicious. Want to try it with me? ❞

*glances at Fates community* Run while you still can. Not many survive our induction ceremony. It’s only for the truest and most daring sinners aha-

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radiantfarfalla 

 A smirk lined the Strategist's lips. It had been oh so very long since she had someone at her beck and call. She was not as vile as the one she had exchanged marriage vows with, but if this girl seemed so willing to stay on the good side of the rulers, then perhaps Garon would have to plead to have little Lucina returned. With that smirk upon her lips, the queen came closer to the other. Booted feet merely clacked upon the palace floors in the matriarch's grand quarters.