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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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[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ lets his gaze go back to alicia, giving a tiny smile. ]

He means more to me than he will ever be able to comprehend, and I respect him enough to adhere to his judgment. Robert knows me almost as well as I know myself, so I believe I will come to realize how truly important this is in the future.

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[savolonte.livejournal.com]

. . . you are good to your brother.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

Then I've no complaints. [ finally kneels, though she does not bow her head so that she can keep annabelle's gaze. ]

I will protect you to my last breath. With whatever means necessary.

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[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ stays put, simply watching her for a moment or two. ]

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ eventually steps forward, cutting off the short distance they had between them. lifts his hands, touching her cheeks gently with his fingertips. ]

I look forward to our time together, Alicia.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ allows himself to linger a bit longer, using a few fingers to push back some hair from her face. ]

You are not a wretch. You are a knight. Be wise to remember that.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ allows the touch for a polite amount of time & then brings up her hands to pull annabelle's away from her gently. looks as if she has words she wishes to share, but what she finally settles on is simple: ]

Thank you.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ inclines his head once, shortly, in acknowledgment. ]

Let us go, then.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ gets back to her feet & nods back. ]

Pick your destination, princess. I will go where you go.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

Perhaps to find my brother. I am certain he is somewhere quietly fretting.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ a smirk slowly forms. ]

Then I believe we should take our time.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ gives a mock frown, his voice borderline chiding. ]

Oh, but that is not very nice.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

It is but harmless teasing.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles, beginning their walk back again. ]

I suppose so, yes.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ sniffs a little. ]

You may already be aware, but some time alone to his thoughts would be beneficial for our prince.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

Unless he is pondering about doing something rather risky. [ pauses. ] Not that you ever help him at those times, of course.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ lifts her chin haughtily. ]

I? Aid him in finding dangers? Perish the thought.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

That is a very wise decision.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

Of course. It would be unwise of me to place the crown prince under unnecessary threat.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles, shaking his head. ]

Let us go seek him out before I take my leave. I am quite tired from this most exciting day, and I wish to bid him a good night.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

Enough stalling for tonight, then. Let us turn our direction toward the archives.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ hesitates momentarily at her words, but speaks fluently when his thoughts leave him. ]

To the archives, then.

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ is able to note that hesitation for what it's worth & quickly decides that she has grated enough for the day. inclines her head toward annabelle as she takes a few steps forward to take lead. ]

He's a frequent visitor there of late. If he cannot be found there, however, your room will be our next destination.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ looks down at the palms of his hands as he walks quietly, a silent debate. clenches them once before letting those hands fall to his sides. ]

Do you know why?

[savolonte.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow. ]

Not the specifics.