#spelledrb

     "𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐢𝐬 to stay put. stay out of sight. and if you hear anything out of the ordinary, i want you to come and tell me.” phillip was firm in his statement, blinders on. his laser focus was evident and clear; no one was safe until this evil had been identified and he had dealt with it accordingly. || @spelledrb​

     "𝓲  𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭  𝓪  poem for the princess,” violet said, the faintest of smiles lighting her lips. “the last verse goes like... morgenwind umflügelt... die beschattete bucht, und im see bespiegelt. sich die reifende frucht. it means... a thousand hovering stars twinkle on the wave, soft mists drink the towering horizon around us, the morning breeze flutters over the shaded bay, and the lake reflects the ripening fruit. do you think it would be a good time to recite it for her?” || @spelledrb​

     "𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖑𝖞 think this is going to end any other way than poorly?” agathe had escaped the murmurings in the castle and the clear panic that was eventually going to settle. “i say we keep this thing going, until everyone is too drunk to worry about it. or too tired to freak.” || @spelledrb​