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Post by Maric du Verais on Mar 20, 2009 2:06:34 GMT -5
When I got home from Sophine's fete I went straight to my room, writting out a missive to Lilli. When the ink was dry I folded it up and went to her room, slipping it under the door and returned to my own room.
Lilli;
I'm not sure what to say to be honest. I'm not sure why you were angry at me.
My feelings for Sophine are...muddled, more so since I met you.
I must confess that I've wanted to kiss you since the day I arrived in the City. In a place that I've felt so distracted, so home sick, so confused... You have been the one thing that has made me feel at ease.
I'm sorry if you feel as though I've put you second. Please forgive me. I will do my best not to do it again.
Maric
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Lillianne Prévost
Aristocrat
Future Duchesse de Moulins; Ward of Azriel Shahrizai
Daughter of G?rard and Nicole Pr?vost
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Post by Lillianne Prévost on Mar 20, 2009 16:49:31 GMT -5
I found the letter on the floor on the inside of my door. Bringing it in, I threw my cape on the bed and opened up the letter. I read it slowly, and sighed for the second time tonight. I didn't know what to make of Maric. Mostly because he didn't know what to make of himself. Tucking the letter into my desk, I readied myself for sleep. I would deal with him in the morning.
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