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“I amused the last one wasn’t up to your liking. Must be the reason I am back here. --- So, your highness, what can I do for you today?”Â
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"I saw Great Grandpa Mors today."
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@amplectormors​ started following you
   “Ah tis an honor to meet you my good man.” Aymeric gave a gentlemen bow and a kind smile. “I am Ser Aymeric, Lord Commander of the Temple Knights at your service.”
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|| DISCWORLD STARTERS || accepting
@amplectormors​​ sent: “Always remember that the crowd that applauds your coronation is the same crowd that will applaud your beheading. People like a show.”Â
|| ||           “How refreshing to hear this from the head who bears the crown. No doubt such clever cynicism is why it remains attached to your neck~.”
   “But, Mors, is it not exhausting? Knowing your own people care not so much for your life as your line... Where it will lead, into whose hands your powers will someday devolve...” Stopping here, red lips pursed, then smiled-- a genuine smile, despite the amusement that infused it.
    “Ah. Ha ha, perhaps I shouldn’t pry. I just find the dangerous structure of monarchy a most fascinating thing~.” Admittedly it was why the capricious sorcerer had broken in here in the first place, and, insolently, saw fit to linger.
#|| Prompts || Responded#he just lives here now i guess#like when you feed a neighbors cat and it just presumes it can sit where it wants#in your property#you have to chase him off with a hose at this point#he has a thing for courts#amplectormors
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@amplectormors​ said: "And what would this price be, exactly?"
“Depends on how bad you need a shield. I don’t come cheap.”
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@amplectormors said:
"Would you like to know? Are you sure you can handle that information?"
“I mean- I kinda asked for a reason? So, yeah. I don’t know if I can handle it until I know, right? I want to know.”
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@amplectormors continued from here.
Under normal circumstances, Cor would have enjoyed collaring his King. This was hardly normal though and Cor didn’t have the the time to admire the way Mors looked in a collar. He was too angry anyway. Seeing how the man was being treated...in a manner so beneath him...it made Cor want to burn the whole compound to the ground with everyone in it.
He couldn’t do that though. Not right now, anyway. Right now, his priority was getting Mors out and if he did it discreetly enough, they’d hopefully be long gone before anyone even noticed Mors was gone. That would be around the time his explosives would go off.
“It’s not my place to hurt you,” he said, keeping his tone even and free of emotion. “Only to escort you.”
The words had a double meaning, of course. To anyone overhearing, it would sound like he was simply a guard doing his duty. In reality, Cor’s place was to protect Mors and he was escorting him, but it was to safety.
Mors was practically flush against his chest as they walked – what looked to onlookers as caution in the face of an enemy was Cor’s silent assurance that nobody else would lay a hand on him. If anyone did, he’d cut it off.
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{ @amplectormors​ said: you look better out of your clothes than you do in them. }
âťť-- As you tell me often. Though I have to imagine the money you are spending on replacing my wardrobe after you keep destroying it must be getting out of hand...âťž
She frowned at the perfect gown that now lie torn on the floor next to the bed. She really liked that one... Perhaps that was the mistake. He seemed to enjoy being a little bit of a menace when it came to the clothes he doted on her and she took a special liking to. Oh well.Â
Luna stretched languidly within his arms, her once shyness about being naked all the time, even with him, having dissolved. Or maybe that had been his intentions all along.
âťťYou do know I have to wear clothing sometimes, yes?âťž
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“Not at all. He should adopt more bastards, in my opinion, you see, I am hoping one of you kills him.”
Ardyn snorted and changed his position. No longer leaning on the doorframe, he instead stood inside of it, with his arms crossed and head tilted in curiosity.Â
“Do you get something out of your son being dead? Or do you just not like him.” He sounded much more sarcastic than a child his age should be capable of sounding.Â
He also seemed to be waiting for an answer though. A child disobeying wishes to meet someone because they were curious was unlikely to leave without learning something first.
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amplectormors said:  “if it makes you feel any better, i don’t see you.” he’s just sipping wine.
Dino narrows his eyes before smiling. “I figured ya wouldn’t. What, with your nose so buried in shit.”
#;ic#verse; one too many coladas {crack}#amplectormors#god i love how they are now like it's 10000 times more fun than when dino tried sleepin with him lmao
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@amplectormors​
“Didn’t think you cared that much about me.”Â
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“Wow! A whole bottle! Cool!” Novus couldn’t help but grin at the chocolate liquor bottle though something else caught his attention. “Wait, a masquerade? What’s that? Does this mean that I can’t go trick-or-treating cause of whatever that is?” His parents wouldn’t really let him miss out on that would they?
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 @amplectormors​ Beggars cant be choosers
“You can come back moldy, but not me? No thank you.”
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@amplectormors​ replied
"Feel free to join in whenever you like."
“I’m actually rather enjoying the view from the sidelines at the moment, but...you could try to drag my brother in if you want~”
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@amplectormors​ said: "Sure you are, I could pinch your cheeks."
“Please don’t.”
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"Don't say I didn't warn you." He mused. "Still... this meeting place is too... stuffy." He beckoned the teen over. "Come to my study. On the floor you're not allowed to be on." He flourishes his hand, and turns to leave.
“The worst he can do is ground me.” He told him with a shrug and even then it wasn’t a particularly effective punishment. The Prince of Lucis was known for sneaking out. He blinked before nodding and rushing after the man. “I’m Noctis by the way. I mean...I guess you know that but...it’s nice to officially meet you grandfather.
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