[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F0DAE2]Myth the Muse[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/pE5rMGbOgvedq/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=F0DAE2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Number 40 Alchemie Way
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Myth cradled her stomach as she took a seat, both embarrassed and thankful for the attention given to her. And she was meeting Bruce's family, which was a plus, though it did not go the way she expected. Tate seemed calm for now, but if she knew him well enough, this would not be the only instance. His care for his sisters was evident and MYth wanted nothing more than to help, but flying off the handle like that would not help anyone.

[color=F0DAE2]"Yes, I'm fine. A bit tired, if anything, but I don't feel like there's anything wrong."[/color] She gave a sideways glance at Bruce to ensure him she was fine. As soon as she did so she heard a pop and out came yet another person. After introductions were given, she took the woman in. She could already tell that they would get along swimmingly. [color=F0DAE2]"Yeah, I'm Myth. Nice to meet you and thank you!"[/color]


[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9F6D88]Fleur La Mallificum[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://em.wattpad.com/bea15c7fd98a3d7bc7198e0379582a72c05df906/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f614c33776b37504a6b7270386d413d3d2d3239373939343234322e313436613939646535643435613331323636353032353534383239342e676966?s=fit&w=720&h=720[/img][hr][color=9F6D88][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Witch Coven Safe House
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Fleur wasn't so sure if meeting the girl's brother would be fruitful or not. She found, in her experience, that men were often more trouble than they were worth. Good for one thing really and even then, women could hold their own if it came to that. Still, perhaps this allegiance would be beneficial for her and her own. [color=9F6D88]"I hope that answers your questions. [b]Magyk[/b] is both a blessing and a curse and it takes a strong person to be able to handle it, as this illness demonstrates."[/color]

Before she could continue, one of her members came barging in and announced the prince was dying. This upset Fleur for two reasons. 1: She did not care if the prince was dying, alive, or in the desert in nothing but a loincloth. 2: He was dying for another reason than her own. [color=9F6D88]"I will overlook the interruption as the news has...certain merits. Leave us now."[/color] Once she was sure he had gone, she returned her attention to the girl.

[color=9F6D88]"It seems fate has other plans for the royal family. Such a shame. I kind of liked the boy. Ah well."[/color]