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Fiona couldn’t help but notice the man whom she asked the question about his name was definitely lost in thought. It was a bit odd to see someone get lost in thought alike that just for a name. [color=B0E0E6][i]”U-Uhh, that’s the weirdest thing I have ever seen. But my cruel father… usually gets that way sometimes…”[/i][/color] Fiona thought to herself, with a small sigh. She desperately wanted to free her family from Richard’s evil. It couldn’t really be helped for how long she felt so hopeless living on the Donster Estate. However, she heard Diana gave her a question and sighed and nodded to her. 

She did finally get an answer to her specific question from Ludwig. His name was a good one, which she specifically realized why Diana did face palm now. The name’s of his parents since she did hear them from Diana, when she would visit her home. However, to hear what Ludwig does within the organizational structure of this base as an R&D Engineer is very nice. [color=B0E0E6]”U-Uhh… you’re deductive skills are in a need of a check, Ludwig. No offense, to Diana but she’s not my mother… Even though, she would probably be a better second parent than my father [i]Richard Averring Donster[/i]. Who forced my mother Anna to stay at his estate or else...”[/color] Fiona said, with a definite mixed tone of hate and sadness all at the same time. It was the one reason why she joined the war to free everyone whom lives in that estate from her father.

[color=B0E0E6]”S-Sorry, I should stop but if I cannot get my mother out of harms way it would be pointless…”[/color] Fiona said, gave out a slight sigh. However, she noticed Diana’s look on her face, which made her a bit shocked. It’s been a pretty hard thing to make Diana have that look on her face, she did hear from Luke that she had that look the first time they met again. However, this was way different alike Diana knows something, she doesn’t. She did walk up to the notebook to write her name on her drawing, in a definite noble-esque writing. [color=B0E0E6]”I hope that is helpful to you, Ludwig. These drawings are very good by the way.”[/color] Fiona said, with a smile. She wondered what Diana was thinking about since she didn’t really know.

Fiona heard Diana’s shock and question to her handwriting and she never really noticed the difference in handwriting. It then hit her like a ton of bricks, the person whom taught her how to write this way is the same person who treats her like utter garbage. [color=B0E0E6]”U-Uhhh… the one whom taught me to write this way… is my father. I’m happy you like my handwriting Diana. I’ve never really looked at other people’s handwriting mostly because people know how bad my father is at judging people’s handwriting. He’s a bit of an elitist in that...”[/color] Fiona said, with a sigh and her hand starts to shake. It was mostly because she remembered how hateful her father was when he was complaining about other’s handwriting including hers. She had never got a compliment from her father even though she was perfectly writing her name like her father. However, it was probably because of what she is to him.

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Diana wasn’t really in any boat to really figure out why Ines and Franz’ son was lost in thought. The Oddity of the whole situation felt out of place to be honest in her opinion. [color=FFB6C1][i]”Why do I forget the smallest of details… alike a name? Guess his parents were busy with other things over telling me about their children.”[/i][/color] Diana thought to herself, within a slight of a deep hole of time loss like that. However, she was more importantly dealing with her family in her hometown with her husband Luke. She did notice Fiona’s sigh, which caused her to be a bit down. [color=FFB6C1]”Fiona… Still thinking about all that again?”[/color] Diana questioned. It saddened Diana a bit too much its much better to have a happy child.

She couldn’t help but gasp at when Ludwig spoke his name, which she remembered his parents talk about him. It was a nice conversation nonetheless, even though he’s a bit erratic to say the least. However, the erratic nature of him of what he was in this outfit was definitely something. She sighed when she heard what Fiona had said and felt a bit hurt at what Fiona said. [color=FFB6C1]”Fiona, that’s not nice to Ludwig. None taken, dear but it would probably be better if you stopped bringing up your father…”[/color] Diana said, with a bit of a motherly tone. She was in a bit of a shock at what Fiona said, which probably means what rumors she heard coming from Castleton were true. [i][color=FFB6C1]”Oh god… Fucking Bastard… he tried to kill Fiona by Accident by having the people who despised him do it. All because of what flowed in her veins… his evil family’s veins… When she isn’t alike her father...”[/color][/i] Diana thought to herself, with a distant look on her face.

[color=FFB6C1]”At least you are trying Fiona. All you have to do is try and that’s why you are here.”[/color] Diana said, with a smile. She did notice that Fiona noticed her look on her face, and wished she didn’t. It was one thing but she wasn’t going to say what knows right now. She wants to protect Fiona’s sensibilities since if she knew that’s the primary reason why they tried to kill her it would shatter her dream. Because that would be definitely not a good thing, dreams must be protected, its something her mother always said. She walked over to the notebook with a pen on it, which she wrote her name. It was basically how she said it, it wasn’t as pretty or elegant as Fiona’s but it was readable. [color=FFB6C1]”Fiona… why do you write your name so beautifully? It makes mine look like I am a nonsensical farm girl or something… Even though, I was born in Castleton... Ludwig, I hope this helps you...”[/color] Diana said, with a bit of a shock to her. It was a bit odd but this is the first time she actually got to see Fiona’s handwriting. For someone being treated how awfully they are Fiona’s handwriting is similar to a noble’s. The words out of Fiona’s mouth of whom taught her to write shocked her even more.

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