Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150928011955/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151018113744

(Sorry if anyone felt like I abandoned them)

CC observed the scene before her. Some kid named Fia. Mute. Trying to communicate. CC vaguely recalled the sign language page in the English section of her all-Arcadian languages dictionary. But she couldn't remember what Fia's particular sequence ment.

Oh well.

Putting an arm over Kingsley's shoulder (platonically, mind you), the next Duchess's cook led the fairy prince into the corn maze. The moon engulfed them in its soft, silvery glow. Kingsley looked like a ghost. CC looked like...CC.