Shest

[slightly_sassy]

Well... I'm bloody well engaged. I don't know what else to say. But I can't very well leave it at that can I? His name is Anton Babinov and we'll be getting married next summer. I can't say I'm looking forward to what Blaise, Tracey and Quintus might have to say about this.

I wish Sabina would stop grinning like a cat who has caught a canary. I'd

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Private to Sasha

[bright_ambition]

I won't yell, darling. Because I can just tell that Blaise, the overgrown prat, will do enough yelling for both of us. But... you deserve better. You know that, right?

Why did you agree to it?

Private to Tracey

[slightly_sassy]

Thank you, darling. That's very kind. But it's not so bad. Really.

I don't know. I just... did.

Re: Private to Tracey

[bright_ambition]

No, no... it IS bad, because that isn't what you want, and... ugh, why does this sort of shite have to happen?

If you say so, sweeting. I won't think the worse of you for it, but... well, don't let him push you around, at least, all right?

Private to Tracey||Sasha

[slightly_sassy]

As if I'd ever let anyone push me around besides my mother. Besides, I'm quite sure you, Quintus and Blaise would kill anyone who hurt me.

Re: Private to Tracey||Sasha

[bright_ambition]

You're letting your mother and sister push you around. You really shouldn't.

Of course, dear. I'd probably leave the killing to Blaise and give suggestions for the before-killing part, of course. But yes.

Re: Private to Tracey||Sasha

[slightly_sassy]

Well, of course. I wouldn't expect you to get your hands dirty with the actual murder.