Lost
Sleep-deprived.
|Emrys Harcourt|
Emrys jumped as he heard a voice beside him. He was about to provide the character with a scathing response, his sharp tongue at the ready, until he saw Owain.
At the sight of his brother, he relaxed, if only a little. He didn't mind sharing his thoughts with Owain, as he was the sibling Emrys felt closest to. "Honestly? Terrible. Sitting in a suit surrounded by bigots and liars doesn't exactly breed happiness," He sighed. "But alas, Bramble asked this of me. I could hardly refuse." He shook his head. Bramble had enough on her plate, and he didn't want to add to his dear sister's burden.
"But enough about me," He raised an eyebrow suggestively. "How about you? You're awfully popular with the noblewomen, so I imagine you aren't lacking entertainment."
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@Nidelia
Emrys jumped as he heard a voice beside him. He was about to provide the character with a scathing response, his sharp tongue at the ready, until he saw Owain.
At the sight of his brother, he relaxed, if only a little. He didn't mind sharing his thoughts with Owain, as he was the sibling Emrys felt closest to. "Honestly? Terrible. Sitting in a suit surrounded by bigots and liars doesn't exactly breed happiness," He sighed. "But alas, Bramble asked this of me. I could hardly refuse." He shook his head. Bramble had enough on her plate, and he didn't want to add to his dear sister's burden.
"But enough about me," He raised an eyebrow suggestively. "How about you? You're awfully popular with the noblewomen, so I imagine you aren't lacking entertainment."
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@Nidelia