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Post by authorflies on May 27, 2021 3:10:05 GMT
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Honor Bound
"Allow me to realize
my late brother’s wishes."
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on Oct 19, 2021 2:21:47 GMT
[googlefont="Noto Serif:400"][googlefont="Sacramento:400"] [attr="class","target"] sir phillip crane (second - son) notes | [attr="class","targettext"] 9. Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly. The past week had been pure bliss. Phillip had not known that a marriage could be like this . . . that having a wife could feel like this. His and Marina's marriage had been quite, different. A bit, unconventional for he had not lay with her for quite some time. Yet with Eloise . . . it was the opposite. He had spent every night with her and even fell asleep next to her when the vigor of their more intimate actions exhausted them, and he was far too tired to leave. And thus far, she did not reject him nor his company. Phillip was unsure how he had become so fortunate to not only find a wonderful mother to his children, but also, a beautiful wife. As was the case with the previous nights since their marriage, Phillip had dozed off, the ease in which he was able to do so yet another indication of the seeming comfort he felt in her presence.
But it was not the natural rise of the sun that awoke him. In fact, when he was pulled back to consciousness, it was still dark out. Eloise was saying something but when he hazily opened his eyes, he realized it was not to him. Belatedly, he realized that it was also the movements of the bed that had awoken him. She was saying something incoherent but it was strained, and the movement of her body further revealed that. It was at this moment that Phillip felt a strange ache within his heart . . . because it looked like Eloise was in distress from her nightmare and it pained Phillip to see her so. "Eloise, wake up," he urged. His placed a hand on her shoulder and shook her a little. "Eloise," he repeated, his voice more firm and slightly raised in the hopes that it would pull her from her dark dream.
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