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April 22nd
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.

If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.

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Everyone has their own weird quirks I guess! Including animals.

Ahh I'm super excited!

I managed to get the post up! I shall see you tomorrow or the next day! Have a good night~
It wasn’t good for her but when he mentioned that by the time she stopped calling him that he’ll already have grey hairs made her heart flutter, the idea that she would know him for that long but it was a fleeting moment. One that passed quickly as she forced that concept aside, she could not be with him. Their not even official relationship was doomed from the start and there was no way that they would know each other at an old age, they would not grow old together. Why would you even think that idiot. Berating herself as she turned back to Cas smiling at the idea she could learn how to cook whilst here. “You would do that? For me? Thank you.”

It was such a nice gesture and one she knew she would never experience because tomorrow she would have to make an escape somehow, whether she could convince Caspain to take her to the woods or if she just had to sneak out with Ethan as he seemingly knew a way. The lockdown would not be lifted, not whilst those two were at large which were Ethan and his friend. And me, if we are counting.

Sighing to herself she felt him take her hand, holding onto it reassuringly as he tried to comfort her. Biting her lip as she looked over at him trying to keep her emotions in check, to not cry in front of him like she had earlier when she broke down after his father had questioned her. She blinked back the tears willing them not to fall and listened to his words of comfort, words that she knew would all be taken back in an instant when her real identity is revealed. We won’t get me back to my family, you won’t be a part of it.

Although he sounded so certain with his words, no hesitation in his voice as he vowed to her that he would get her home. Blue eyes were downcast looking towards her food that had only been half touched and when she had thought she had managed to stop any tears he placed a swift kiss to her cheek. The comfort of that kiss, the warmth she felt her lower lip trembled as she could no longer keep blinking the tears away. A few of them fell sliding down her cheek but she quickly rubbed them away taking a deep breath to control herself.

“I… I hope so.” Whispering out as she raised her head trying to smile once more at Cas, “Because I really don’t think it will. I honestly think that something dreadful is going to happen and I can’t help but always go back to that. I will try however, to think positive. I think everything will be better as soon as I find my ID card in that forest, or as soon as someone comes for me.” It will never happen but it’s all I can really say.

“Thank you, Cas, for everything.” Smiling as she pushed her plate aside, she didn’t feel all that hungry anymore even though it was delicious. “Do you need to go yet? I know you was on a time crunch and this is something you can’t be late for.” Running her fingers through her hair she placed a bright smile on her face not wanting to dwell on the matter anymore. “If I’m still awake when you return, I’d love to hang out some more, if you’re not exhausted of course. I bet you can’t wait just to have a good rest.”

Looking back at the plate of food she smiled, “I think I’m still feeling a bit under the weather, so I won’t force myself to eat the rest, it was absolutely delicious though. I wish I could have stomached it all. I’m sure I’ll be as right as rain tomorrow, I’m just a little shaken.” I guess I should watch his speech though, as much as we should rest Ethan will want to know about the prisoners and I need to know what he decided. I'm sure he will announce that to the public.
Me too! I love the cold and it's just not been super cold yet which makes me sad. Ah well, maybe later on in the year!

Oh gosh yeah no my cat goes on absolute mad panics and yowls until it starts to rain. It's so weird!

Awh poor Cas! Honestly I can already feel my heart like ;A; even though we aren't there yet!! Ethan will probably have to knock him out, I think Iris would falter. Ethan would want her to do it but she'd hesitate so he would then have to do the deed.

I'll be able to fit in one more reply before I go to bed! I'm not sure if I will be able to reply to tomorrow as a busy schedule! I'm at work and then going to a fancy Italian cooking school with work which should be super fun!
Ahh that's good to hear!

I mean we barely get anything here anyway haha but usually there is at least one day of snow but nothing :(

Omg though weather pressure is so weird, it also affects my cat too!

Oh gosh I'm super excited for it as it's going to be the time when Iris will have to agree with Ethan. It will certainly be emotional I'm sure!

Ohhh I also had this idea that when Cas has been taken Iris would no doubt cook back at home and I just imagined her looking at the plate of food like yikes. Comparing it back to what they had at his place!
Oh gosh! How is the headache doing now?

I love the snow! I haven't had any here :( But I completely understand! If it's about to storm I get a really bad head. It's so strange!
The idea of dressing up did catch her attention, who didn’t want to dress up like a princess and feel beautiful? The night she had come here she remembered that she had worn nice black dress, uncomfortable but it looked the part and had complimented her figure. It was nothing super fancy and the way he spoke about going to the I’lvore she could only imagine it was probably the most expensive restaurant in Aspiria so even that black dress would not do. I doubt anything I owned would do it justice. “That honestly sounds amazing, I’d love to go there with you. Just don’t forget we still have to go to Luigis. That pizza has not left my mind since the hospital.” Smiling slightly as she pushed back the gloomier feelings from before.

I just have to act normal; it would be suspicious if I suddenly recoiled right? This is the right thing to do. I don’t even know anymore. It’s all so confusing.

Catching the way, he rolled her eyes at her comment of eating up she couldn’t help but smile, nudging him gently with her elbow as if to say quit it. “I’m only looking out for you. Someone has to whilst you have all this weight on your shoulders.” Speaking softly as she placed her hand on his shoulder looking over at him, “Can’t have you becoming a stuffy old prince now.” Winking playfully as she let her hand drop hoping the humour would keep his spirits uplifted. Especially as he did not want to focus on the speech, and she couldn’t blame him. Public speaking sounded hard and he had the whole of the country to address, she could not imagine how he felt over it.

“I’ll be watching, so you know that you have at least one viewer who values your words.” Glancing down at her food she began to tuck into the salmon, the smell and appearance of it excited her. Although she had not had salmon before she was certain it would be amazing. Iris believed that the chefs here could turn any of the food into something exquisite and she was not wrong. Taking the first bite of the salmon her tastes buds were in heaven, it smelled just as good as it tasted, and Iris sighed happily as she ate. For a moment she had forgotten her stress, forgotten how confused she was and how her feelings were all over the place because of how wonderful the salmon was.

“The chefs are so talented.” Cutting into another piece as she took another bite, the warmth of the food warming her up from how cold she felt moments ago. “I wish I could cook like this! Honestly amazing.” Grinning to herself as she stopped for a moment making sure she slowed herself down, she didn’t want to be shovelling the food down her throat uncivilised. It surely beats anything I could make. I could only imagine his reaction if he ever tasted my food compared to the stuff he has had here. Trying not to grimace at the thought, but it seemed to spark a memory. This time a pleasant one.

Laughter filled the kitchen as she heard her own giggles, she sounded young and when she saw the figure next to her smiling down, she knew it was her mother. They were cooking together, making some sort of pasta as her mother had saved to get the ingredients so they could have fresh food for once this week. They were both laughing as they had clearly spilled flour over the counter and themselves but before she could hear her mother speak in the memory it had vanished. Gone just as quickly as it came.

Sighing as she looked back at her plate, she shook her head slightly, “Sorry.” Turning her gaze over to Caspain with an apologetic smile. “I know my mood has been all over the place today. It’s not you, I promise.” Using the fork to push around a piece of the salmon on her plate as she began to play with it, she faltered, trying to find the right words. “I’m just… you don’t need to hear this now, but I’m just worried. I’m stressed over the fact I can’t prove who I am, and it keeps playing on my mind today. Especially after…” Biting her lip as she felt the chill run up her spine from the memory of his father earlier that day, her hand trembled slightly with the fork, but she shook her head once more smiling again. “Sorry… I just.” I wish I could be truly honest with you.
There we go! I hope you have a wonderful evening!

I shall see you tomorrow :)
“Cyborg?” Iris scoffed at his words as he teased back happy to keep things light, thankful that it eased her concerns and meant she could push everything to the back of her mind. A part of her would be delighted to discuss their feelings and what could happen, the idea they could go on more dates potentially form a relationship. Call him her boyfriend. No… stop. Ethan is meant to be my boyfriend; I am the daughter of the rebels. My father started this all. I have to leave, for his sake and for mine. Anyway, his father would never allow it, I need to stop thinking on it. That was the other side, the side of her that dreaded at the idea of discussing what had happened between them.

He will hate me.

Finding herself smile at the compliment of her making better company than what he had suffered through today. Glancing towards the pulling of his face on what she could imagine was him remembering the people he had dealt with throughout the day. Though the change in his mood was apparent when he replied to her earlier comment on how well dressed, he was. “Well this just means next time we go for dinner you will have to dress up for me.” As soon as she said it, she felt her cheeks heat up at how forward the comment had been. Idiot. There won’t be a next time…

Coughing slightly as she hesitated at the kitchen door, she calmed herself after her bold comment, feeling completely embarrassed over it because she knew she was just making it worse for the both of them. “You did good, I’m sure you did.” Speaking softly changing the subject as she looked up at Caspain, she couldn’t see a bad bone in his body which only confused her. He was not like his father, had not had to deal with betrayal, war or even the knowledge on just how bad it was behind the palace doors where the poor lived. Rubbing her arms, she felt a chill run up her spine, she felt her body turn cold as she stood in the kitchen doorway leaning on her crutches for support.

Terrorists… he keeps calling them terrorists but they’re not. I wish I could talk to him freely about it, about what the true meaning of the rebel cause is.

Feeling a bit distant all of a sudden, she looked down at the floor, confusion in her eyes as she thoughts heavily on his words. Getting me home. If only I was some normal Aspirian girl, but I’m not. You won’t be able to get me home. If you find out my new home would be behind bars. All colour had washed from her face before she finally moved inside the kitchen and took to one of the seats at the dining bar. “O-Oh…” Stuttering slightly as she seemed to come out of her daze, she weakly smiled at Caspian in hopes he wouldn’t suspect anything and assume she was just tired still. “Salmon, that sounds amazing. I’m sure it’s wonderful.”

I’ve never had salmon before, but I’m not really hungry anymore. All excitement of seeing him had started to diminish because the reality was catching up to her. With each minute she spent with him, every time she felt something, she had to remind herself this isn’t real. This will just be a memory that I can enjoy in the coming years, he will forget about me.

“Make sure you eat up; it will help for the speech you have to give to the public.” Pushing back the thoughts once more as she leant against the counter, “If you like you can practice on me before you go? I can pretend to be a citizen listening. Maybe even a fangirl if you’re lucky.” Chuckling as she made a gentle joke just to ensure that he didn’t think anything was off between them, she couldn’t just give him the cold shoulder after everything as that would only cause suspicion.
Yay! I should be able to reply to it before bed! I'm staying up for a little tonight :3
Oh no, I can’t keep getting entranced by him. I can’t… I shouldn’t, but… I like him. I really like him. He makes my heart flutter, the thought of seeing him and spending time with him. I can’t. It’s not like Ethan though, this is different. Getting caught up in her thoughts she knew deep down that her feelings for Ethan weren’t like what she was experiencing now, and she didn’t need her memories to remember that. Whether or not she had been with Ethan because she feared for being alone, or to please her father she didn’t know. Iris could not quite work that part out yet, but she knew she did care for Ethan. I do still care for Ethan, but it seems different to this.

I wonder if I ever had girl talks, did I have friends back home? Surely, I did… I could use a female to lend an ear too. Shaking her head slightly from her thoughts as she watched Caspain move inside and lean against the bed, she felt the concern as she watched him as she could only imagine he was tired. Under all the charm and flair of his suit she was certain he was exhausted, but she didn’t comment. She knew that Cas would not want her to worry about him, but as much as she told herself that it was hard not to be concerned.

“I did, I take it you were not able too.” Speaking softly as she moved to his side as she placed her warm hand against his arm as a form of comfort, to let him know that she knew he was tired, but she wouldn’t bring it up anymore.

Feeling her heart sink at the idea of him leaving she brushed it off before smiling, “I haven’t eaten. I would be happy to accompany you.” Glancing at the crutches she picked them up knowing it would be best to use them for the walk to the kitchen, “Come on slow poke. I’ll race you there~” Teasing with a laugh as she started to move from the room, more because it meant Ethan would no longer be in earshot of her words to him. I feel guilty about it though, enjoying my time with Cas when I should be enjoying my time with him. Is that wrong?

As she walked into the hall, she slowed her pace a little, happy that Ethan would not be able to hear them. Not without risking both their lives and she could count on the fact he would not do that. “It’s okay you know, you had important stuff to do. Plus, I wasn’t feeling my best so I wouldn’t have been much company to you anyway.” Glancing over at Cas with a reassuring smile so he would not feel bad for leaving her. It’s me who should feel bad.

“Although I have to comment, you are far better dressed than I for dinner.” Smirking as she looked him up and down clearly enjoying the fact he was dressed so smartly, a part of her wondered on what it would be like to go on a date with him. Out to dinner somewhere nice with the both of them dressed to the nines, she felt a little under dressed compared to him and a part of her wanted to look nice. To be dressed nice for him, which again was becoming quite the slippery slope as she could not stay here. They could never work.

“At least we can have dinner together this evening. Hopefully tomorrow will be better for you, I wish I could help more.” I know how to help you, if I disappear with Ethan. Her thoughts darkened slightly, the nagging part of her that was bringing her back to the reality of the situation.
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