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[_bloodyrose]

Touga smirks. "Ah."

He tucks a stray strand of hair behind his ear and starts toward a table.

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[buriedmybrother]

After not-so-very-long, however, there is an irked Theban princess standing in front of him, arms folded over her chest.

Not irked at him, necessarily.

Or, er.

Or something.

[_bloodyrose]

Not long after that, Touga acknowledges her and lifts an eyebrow. "Would you like a cup of tea, princess?"

He grabs a conveniently passing tea pot carried by a wait rat.

[buriedmybrother]

Antigone scowls.

"... All right."

She drops into the chair opposite his.

[_bloodyrose]

Two tea cups. Touga pours.

He leans on his fist and looks very serious indeed. "Why do I have a very pretty young woman for company tonight?"