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the youngest daughter of lord & lady featherington.

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Joined June 2022
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whether you come as a lover or an executioner, i am ready to receive you.
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I found you in the crowds.
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// I moved over to discord for awhile but I’m still around
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painting details of hands
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝕬𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝕭𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐧 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀when you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀scribed by tangent.xn--6ii/ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
By my 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍, I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep; nor, what's still worse, 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 any woman in the world but ℎ𝑒𝑟 * .
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Ginge.xn--6ii 🥹 that is far too cute. Sibling squabbling
𝗢𝗢𝗖. Since Pen and Colin's marriage, Benedict sees Felicity as another younger sister and will treat he like that. Sorry not sorry-
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her soft brows knit into a frown at his reaction, knitting together even further and what he spoke. glancing around them just incase there were any sly ears listening but it seems like they were safe. she chewed her bottom lip for a moment as she looked up at him, trying-
⠀ a prince. one day a king. he goes silent, gaze falling as his teeth catch the inside of his bottom lip. he thinks of his family again, a lump threatening to form in his throat that he quickly swallows down. this is certainly not easy to explain, not when he feels as if + ⠀
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- to decipher what he could possibly mean. her fingers twiddling together in a nervous sort of way. “what do you mean?”
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felicity knew her own temper could get the better of her at times, causing her to say things that she shouldn’t even if she did mean them, this was one of those times. it wasn’t that she regretted saying it but had empathy that she had been harsh to him. “you are a prince.” she-
⠀ he follows felicity out, feeling quite caught up in the whirlwind that is their romance as he grins, eyes bright and shining. the moment she faces him, he’s melting, a mere glimpse of her eyes making him feel weak. “ oh. ” brows raise a bit at her comments, surprised + ⠀
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- said quite frankly, her head dipping for a moment, hands clapped together in front of her. “one day a king. there will be so many things you can’t speak of, that is something I would have to get used too.” she explains carefully as her eyeline retuned to his. “I cannot expect-
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- you to tell me everything if we do wed.”
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“I didn’t sleep much, that ball went on for awhile and - well I came home quite awake.”
“Hah! And everyone else's.” yet he smiles. “Did you sleep well, Felicity?”
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Aah yes her least favourite bridgeton of course!
Aw, thank you, dear. Good morning to you as well-
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she tried to look modest as he told her he will stay with her but she was practically giddy as she swerved across the ballroom to the doors, it was becoming quite clear that she couldn’t stand crowds for long, outside in the fresh air was her comfort. with the prince following-
⠀ he was prepared for her goodbye, finding that at this point in the night she’d dismissed herself, leaving the prince desiring more. he considers turning down the invitation just to give her a taste of her own medicine, but he cannot stand to keep away. not when he’s + ⠀
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- like a lost puppy, she eventually stopped on the patio, the night warm but not as warm as it was inside. spinning to face him, those green eyes bright. “whatever is troubling you, please do not feel forced to tell me if you cannot.” she said carefully. “what I said earlier,-
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- I was upset, not thinking as I should.”
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that smile of his, she noted every small thing, the slight crookedness, the dimples in his cheeks they bought out, she was very she’d try to paint it one day. returning to his side where she felt she belonged, felicity smoothed her dress out over her hips to have something-
⠀ her response warms him, heat rising into the curves of his face as he bites back a grin. but he cannot fight it anymore, that classic, crooked smile of his making an appearance. “ i cannot wait to show you more. ” he replies, speaking softly as their dance comes to an + ⠀
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- for her hands to do. “It is quite warm, I wish to get some air, you do not have to join.” but please do was left unsaid.
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