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[knightmare_hime]

[Filtered to only those who have met her in canon and in Demeleier.]

[A soft, melodious giggle can be heard over the network. It is a sound that is feminine and uncharacteristically dainty for the Britannian princess that slowly comes into view. She looks exactly like Cornelia li Britannia save for the yellow, glowing eyes, which squint shut as

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[akingmuststand]

[As with Clovis, this is as anticipated. The clothing, the pose, the cant of the head; he'd known his sister sought to hide all this. Her 'weaker' attributes... he could almost laugh. The spectacle is anything but weak. He knows his sister is beautiful - stunning, radiant, resplendent, he has thought all of these things in abundance time and again. His faith in her has been unfaltering since they were children.

And even here, even now - ah, but he looks at her and feels... what? Sadness? Not quite, though it is saddenning to see this so hidden. Worrying. He worries about his sister. Can she face this?

His faith has been unfaltering, but he thinks this might just catch her out.]

Cornelia...

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[akingmuststand]

[And then he smiles, small and fond and warm, as if so very little was amiss.]

It's been so long since I've heard you sing, sister.

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[knightmare_hime]

[She tilts her head, glancing back down at the device, and the lingering smile grows fond, teasing.]

I couldn't agree more, Brother. Likewise, it has been quite awhile since I heard you play.

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[akingmuststand]

[He knows that look. He's seen it before, but it's grown more seldom over the years. Once, it wasn't a rare thing. Now, it can be months without seeing those lips curve in that oh-so-familiar way.]

Unfortunately, I have no means to do so.

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[knightmare_hime]

[She bites her lower lip, eyes flickering skyward in thought. The laugh in the back of her throat is partially interrupted by words.]

You could always ask your faery friends. [Her cheek indents as she smiles crookedly, voice falling to a hushed, provocative whisper.] Make a deal~

That's what she did, after all.

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[akingmuststand]

[His smile becomes sharper, more like a smirk, but he is otherwise unflustered.]

My faery friends?

[He chuckles.]

I've little interest in striking such a bargain. Besides, I'm thinking less about them, and more about you.

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[knightmare_hime]

[The interest she has already invested in this conversation increases as she lets out a short laugh, leaning closer to the device so that she can peer at him.]

About your cowardly sister, you mean?

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[akingmuststand]

My beloved Cornelia. Are you not part of the same? That kind of differentiation seems foolish.

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[knightmare_hime]

[Another smirk. He has always been exceptionally good at telling her exactly what she wants to hear.

The camera is tilted downward slightly, offering a view of pale skin and lace.]

I see. And what in particular are you thinking about, Brother?

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[akingmuststand]

[The subtle little change isn't lost on him, but his gaze does not wander.]

I am concerned about you.

[Both of you.]

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[knightmare_hime]

[She sighs, panning up to her face again and looking away.]

Such a boring response. She hardly cares about herself. If she did, I would not exist.

Besides, haven't we gone through this before? [Glancing back.] You lost that right. And even if you hadn't, it would all be in vain. You should concern yourself with your own imperfections before focusing on others.

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[akingmuststand]

[The words don't sting, but his gaze does lower from hers, the expression on his face unreadable. Lost his right to care. He'd imagined this might come up. All the things she didn't say, all the things she wouldn't allow herself to.

And then he smiles, thin though it may be.]

What would my sister want me to think about, then?

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[knightmare_hime]

[She rests her cheek in her hand, the smile returning.]

You aren't the sort that requires things to be spelled out for him, are you?

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[akingmuststand]

And you've always been the direct sort.

[An eyebrow raises minutely, as if in appraisal, as his gaze trails over her.]

Clearly, that's unchanged.

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[knightmare_hime]

Mmmmn [A laugh that sounds suspiciously like a giggle. Her head tilts even more so to the side and her hand moves to her hair, fingers embedding themselves in the mass of loose curls as she raises them up off her neck, eyes still shamelessly watching him.] It's so warm in here...

[She pauses to study his expression, the familiar face, attractive arch of his brow, patronizing as it may be. It's always been difficult to tell what he's really thinking. Even now.]

Shall we continue this game of behavioral analysis? [She doesn't wait for his consent. And here, the teasing smile lessens and her gaze flickers away before settling on him again.] You often look empty, as if everything alive inside of you has been removed.

[She drops the hair and a nail lightly traces her lower lip.] I want to make you feel again.

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[akingmuststand]

[His gaze does flick from hers to her hand, her long fingers twisting in her unbound hair. And then he meets her gleaming, golden eyes again. She is unashamedly seductive, provocative, sensual, and he is unsurprised, because over the years he watched her lock up every shred of such things.

His smile creases with something that might be a little sad, his chuckle rueful.]

Feelings, sister?

[Are still there within, still make themselves known, tugging at him. He could tell her so, now - but he doesn't.]

Of what use to me would those be?