Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]
Viewing Single Post From: Blood, gore and a cup of tea
Abnormal-Child
Member Avatar
Administrator
[ *  *  * ]
“The advisers don't like me very much. I'm not royal or noble in any way. I came from the poor place and lived there alone for a year after my parents got sick and died. The Jester took me in, in the palace, to be the Prince's friend cause he's my age but the bigger people think I'm a bad influence so even though the Prince wanted me to come, they won't let me sit with him,", "So I have to stay, till they leave but I can't sit with them,"

Logan sat for a moment, a thoughtful frown formed across his brow. How very unexpected. A poor child is she….guess people wouldn’t notice if she vanished, Logan thought to himself as he shook his head. “Well I guess your have to endure my company for a little longer then”, he replied with a smile.

“More tea?”, he asked with a smile as he pulled a clean handkerchief from pocket and cleaned his cup out of any left over tea and settled the cup once again on the table top and poured another. He eyed the doll for a moment, then pushed the cup across the table toward the child.

“So other than spending time with the Prince and his jester, what else do you do to fill your time might I ask?”, he asked with a smile as he tilted lightly back in his chair and tugged at the cuffs of his jacket, straightening them up a tad. A man must keep his appearance up, even if it was a unwelcoming one.
Offline Profile Quote Post
Blood, gore and a cup of tea · The Areana
Theme designed by flak of TFN