heyy, soap?
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Thread Topic: heyy, soap?
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“Keyword, wanted,” Barin said. “But, it might not be your character,” He continued. “Congratulations, Tiana!” He cheered. Barin approached her, his hands on her shoulders. The Prince looked down to the princess with a puzzled look. “It didn’t hurt, now did it? What was the memory about? Do you know the leading cause to it?” He asked, his words stumbling over one another.
Hatred. Ta’shine felt nothing but hatred to the maid’s dress she adored and the black heels being strapped to her feet. “What is this, Theodosia?” The young woman asked. “I was prefectly fine before, why do I have to look like a weirdo?” She questioned. Theodosia sighed as she dusted at the knee length maid’s gown and the apron. “The King thought it’ll be better for you whilst the Princess is around. And plus, we all have to wear this in some shape or form,” Theodosia said. “I know you hate it but, please, just bare with it,” Theodosia said. “Now, hurry along. I noticed the flowers around the castle are seeming dull and dead, do what you do best,” Theodosia said. “You have until supper to be done,” She warmed before leaving the maid’s quarters. Ta’ahine sat on the bed, huffing and puffing as she left the maid’s quarters in the basement and began working around to arrange the flowers accordingly. -
Tania blushed and smiled. "Well, turns out I was quite the Robin Hood." She replied. "As for what triggered it, I sang that song to mock the Guards. I didn't grab at the memory, so I guess it came to me." Tania added.
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"Well, it was quite the good thing you just allowed the memory to come to you naturally," Barin mused. "Let us go, and end this day happily," He backed away from her. He noticed the small redness in her cheeks and smiled. Barin turned from her and descended down the stairs. "I presume you have a long history of mocking the guards? Do you still do it to this day?" He questioned once down the steps, leaning against the old door with butterflies filling his stomach.
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“Well Farrim I mock now and then to try and get him to loosen up, but otherwise not really. My father taught me not to care for others.” Tiana replied as she came to the carriage.
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Barin nodded and thought for a moment as he got into the carriage, closing the door after them. "But, did it work? You can be taught a lesson but, never learn from it. Did you learn not to care for others? Or do you care for others?" He questioned. "You care for your people, don't you?" Barin had asked, a brow raised in curiosity.
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