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A choking sound escape the blonde as she sip her tea hand going to her chest as she set the saucer down swiftly “what? When-, who-“ the words leaving rose petal lips in a swift jumble of confusion.

“Oh dear, now I sound like the aunts.” Her words of the fae that raised her.

@faeblessings || 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑

🔱 → ❝ Aurora! I want you to meet 𝖒𝖞 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖋𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖊! Well--we wanted to be husband and wife, but then Mama Elsa told us to wait--But still! ❞

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