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[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ is currently residing in his room, busily stitching up what seems to be one of robert's torn cloaks. the maids had pleaded earlier to allow them to do it for him, yet he was persistent to do it himself. after all, it was the least he could do for him, considering the events that had come to pass between them as of late.

the thought prompts him to stop and press the material against his lips, a silent symbol of his affection. he doesn't linger, however, quickly going back to work while humming some unknown tune to balance out the silence of the early afternoon. ]

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ strolls past the numerous maids assigned to annabelle, paying little attention to their greetings & bows, as he makes his way to his sibling's door. takes a moment to center himself (the nervousness was unbecoming) & then knocks, once, twice. ]

Annabelle?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ looks up from his work, face brightening considerably. places his work in his lap, all of his attention now directed towards his sibling. ]

Good afternoon, Robert.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ his own greeting is cut short when he recognizes the cloak in annabelle's hands. ]

. . . what are you doing?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ lifts the cloak for show, peeking around it. ]

Working.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ bends down a little so that he can take the fabric in his hands. ]

Is this one of mine?

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[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ nods, placings his now free hands in his lap. ]

Indeed it is.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ pauses. speaks with an unsure tone, a little slower than usual. ]

It... is alright, is it not?

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course.

[ looks down at the fabric for a moment, then back at annabelle. ]

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ seems to set aside whatever else he wanted to say to instead opt for: ]

I'm surprised you were able to convince the maids to allow this. They wouldn't even let me take my own cup down to the kitchens.

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[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ lifts a hand, twirling a strand of his hair with a finger. ]

Hmm~ I have my ways.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ blinks in sudden realization, tucking their current playful conversation in favor of another pressing matter: ]

Oh, forgive me. You came for a reason, did you not?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ leans away a bit, releasing his cloak to straighten again. ]

Yes, it's in regards to the guard we've spoken about.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ leads them through the familiar scenery of the gardens to a more open area beyond where a single woman is waiting with a foot tapping.

looks back at annabelle at this point, gently putting a hand on annabelle's elbow while guiding them both to the stranger-but-not. ]

Annabelle, this is Alicia.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ waits for a moment, then raises an eyebrow. ]

No introduction for the princess, sire?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ snorts softly. ]

If you cannot tell who this is with a single look, I would be wise to fire you right this moment.

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[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs. ]

My apologies. But I can hardly be faulted. After all, the princess is so much more attractive than yourself.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ leers a little at robert, her eyes alight with laughter. ]

Are you truly twins, sire?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

. . .

Draw your blade, woman.

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[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ reels back a little, feigning shock. ]

Prince, there should be no violence in front of the princess.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ turns to annabelle at last with a small wink. ]

My apologies, princess. You have my utmost respect for sharing much of your life with such a barbarian.

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[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ had been too busy looking at them back and forth in silence, thus when she speaks he's taken back momentarily. takes a moment to catch up, feeling himself stand up a bit straighter as a smile crosses his lips. ]

He is quite a handful, is he not.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ steps back a pace, lifting his gown slightly so that he could properly incline his head in a formal greeting. ]

I am very pleased to meet you, lady Alicia. Robert has spoken very highly of you.

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[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ also bows, more low than annabelle's as per societal rules. straightens quickly though so that she can kneel & quickly kiss the top of one of annabelle's hand. ]

Please, princess. Alicia will do.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ rises to her feet once the formalities have been dealt with, casting robert an amused glance briefly before turning back to annabelle. ]

My impudent liege, speaking highly of anyone but yourself? Mm. . . forgive my skepticism at such a claim.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ lifts a hand, chuckling behind it. ]

He could deny it if he so chooses. [ glances at robert in the corner of his eyes. ] Though I doubt he wishes to have his sibling pronounced a liar.