Possibly, the last time it was opened there was not a monochromatic woman behind it, and nor could they see the interior of a farmhouse corridor over her shoulder.
That quiet moment, just a few seconds ago? Has completely vanished. Because now, there's an extremely twitchy Villiers looking at the newcomer with astonishment.
And while no one may know his given name, he still answers to it. Albeit with some awkwardness.
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He stops. Places a hand on his shoulder. Trails it lightly across his back.
Imriel is fast becoming a hobby of his.
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That would be a bright little smile, and Imriel standing up to embrace him quietly.
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Possibly, the last time it was opened there was not a monochromatic woman behind it, and nor could they see the interior of a farmhouse corridor over her shoulder.
"Good day, Laurence, Imriel."
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"What the-"
That quiet moment, just a few seconds ago? Has completely vanished. Because now, there's an extremely twitchy Villiers looking at the newcomer with astonishment.
And while no one may know his given name, he still answers to it. Albeit with some awkwardness.
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