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Letters of Compunction

IN THE COVER IK THEY LOOK TWELVE THEY ARE 16 HELP Easter, a prince trapped inside his room, his mother's lapdog, has many faces. He doesn't need to close his eyes when plunging a knife in somebody's chest, or ripping off someone's fingers, one by one. But, as secrets pile up like pebbles in a jar, they are bound to spill at some point. And, those pebbles slowly spill, suffocating him and tearing at his identity and morality. (Easter's not the only mc but eh) Prequal: The Study Room

Rosewater15 · Fantasy
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56 Chs

A Conversation Between Three Ladies and A Gentleman

Lady 1: Lady Rachael, why are you pacing around?

Lady 2: Oh! Lady Dea! Lady Elizabeth hasn't come back in a long time. I'm simply worried about her.

Lady 1: Oh, the daughter of Duke Marion?

Lady 2: Where could she have gone?

Lady 1: It'll be okay, Lady Rachael. I saw her leave with the crowned prince. But, you don't seem rather worried.

Lady 2: Did she really?

Lady 1: I was quite surprised myself when I saw her.

Lady 2: She told me she was going to seduce the crowned prince.

Lady 1: Pff. How laughable. I doubt she will.

Lady 2: Perhaps the Crowed Prince has killed her off soon? Father disliked her anyway. She was always a suck-up, and her family is just a waste of space.

Lady 1: Oh, you are crueler than me, Lady Rachael.

Lady 2: All Father talks about these days are the Northwest mines. Clearly we need them more than her family. She can just roll around in money all day.

Lady 1: A waste of oxygen as well, isn't she? And her family is rather obnoxious too.

Lady 3: I'm back, Lady Rachael~ Oh! Lady Dea! A pleasure to see you here too! How has your family been?

Lady 1: My family has been well, Lady Elizabeth. Ah, well, I will be off now.

Lady 3: Ah- Okay. Good evening, Lady Dea.

Lady 2: Lady Elizabeth, how did it go?

Lady 3: We talked for a bit... But, I saw Lord Elias looking at me.

Lady 2: Hahaha, was he jealous of you?

Lady 3: He was. Quite the face he made.

Lady 2: Pst. Lady Elizabeth. I heard Lord Elias likes Lady Dea now.

Lady 3: Oh my. He changes so quickly.

Lady 2: Are you not sad at all?

Lady 3: I simply wish he regretted me more.

Gentleman 1: Oh? Were you two talking about me?

Lady 3: Lord Elias? What brings you here?

Gentleman 1: The sound of your voice, of course.

Lady 3: I have no obligation to humor you anymore. Say what you want to say and leave.

Gentleman 1: Lady Elizabeth, I would like to talk with you.

Lady 3: I have already been outside. It's rather cold.

Gentleman 1: Please come with me. It doesn't need to be outside. I just want to talk.

Lady 3: ...Fine.

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