Shmektheshmuck

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"Noo!" The boy cried, he sat there, tears pouring from his eyes, he proceeded to wipe his face 'clean' with the sleeve of his coat which was just dirtied by an omelette. Instead of a clean tearless face was now an even more eggy mess.
"I hurt my head!", he touched the bruise again and, again, cried out in pain.

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@overlord24...uh, sorry bout that m8

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@canaryrose
Nah it's fine, I like how you dealed with the situation.

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"Amaleelee!" Harold cheered, he hugged Amalias' legs and said, "Leevee says he's gone to the wood!",he pointed towards the western forest. Harold then tripped over his own feet and landed on his head, not hurting himself too bad but leaving a clear bruise, He sat up, touched the bruise and burst into tears, he was really just crying for the attention but it did hurt quite a bit.

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@DriveEMOut
Harold, at first startled, smiled and took the plate of eggs away from Levi, he knew he cared for him.
"Tanks leevee!" Harold cheered, he then ran off stuffing his face with egg. The boy then found himself within the castle halls, he saw his mother gracefully walking down the halls being greeted by each and every passerby, he then called out "MUMMY!", trying to grab the attention of his mother, the queen.

The Dimensial Control.

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PSST! HEY KIDS! YA WANNA SUMDAT FINGALICKIN' GUUUUUUD CHUUNIBYOU RPIN'? (Not actually happening DX )

I don't know how to font...

FUCK YOU I'M FUCKING JOINING THIS SHIT AND YOU CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT...
SO MAKE SOME ROOM FOR MY FAT ASS COS I'M COMING IN
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Anyway...

DO YOU LIKE ASS

yea

GOOD COS IM GONNA RIP THAT SHIT UP LIKE MY MOMMA DISOWNED ME (me: wtf)
YEA I SAY MOM, GOTTA PROBLEM WITH THAT

yea

COS I'M FROM THE LAND OF THE KIWIS AND YOU CAN DO NOTHING ABOUT MY MAORI ASS

I was gonna say british but...

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN

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Harold: the infant prince sat near his older brother within the courtyard, he began poking his brothers' fine shoes with a twig fallen from the tree massive tree just behind them.
"Leevee, are you gonna eat that omilet? Can I eats' it if your not gonna?" He said in broken English, he was only an infant, still aging into a young boy, he began poking the omelette with a fork, he smiled but he seems too impatient to wait for an answer.

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Thanks bruh

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Name: (prince) Harold Enson
Age: 3 nearly 4

Appearance: I couldn't find a picture so...
Gregory is as short as a person would expect an infant to be, his body is rounded as a child's body should be and his face is soft with no unusual features. His hair is short and dishevelled, His eyes are dark, his nose is small and his cheeks are red like roses.

Personality: he is a cheerful child who loves his older siblings, he is very childish in nature and sometimes plays with the servants, he however does not like the loud noises and shouting coming from the castle grounds where the knights train, instead he plays in the courtyard where his siblings usually are. He is often found playing in the trees and grass, fiddling with flowers and twigs.

Other: he sometimes overhears things, bad things, but he wouldn't know any better.