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"Your Majesty, my sword will pierce through that beautiful face of yours if you're not careful."
After the mysterious death of their father, twins Ranboo and Sylvia, learn that their lives weren't as truthful as they thought.
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I feel bad for ghosting you guys for so long but school had been ass. Luckily, this week will be much easier on me so get ready for some content
Also, more members will be added soon. I want to make sure everyone has their own little arc at some point, so don't worry if your favorite member hasn't been mentioned yet :)
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MAYBE. POSSIBLY. DEFINITELY
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[Dream's POV]
Dream walked back into the castle after watching Sylvia ride off.
When he opened the front doors, he could hear sobbing, immediately turning his attention to see Isabella sobbing into George.
George's expression was complicated, not knowing how to handle the unfamiliar situation he was put into.
Before Dream had a chance to react, Isabella noticed him, her having makeup smeared all over her face.
How tragic
"This is all your fault! If you knew how to handle your w- woman better, I wouldn't be so upset." Isabella yells out between sobs.
Dream tilts his head, putting his hands in the pockets of his pants. "How exactly was Sylvia's outburst, my problem?"
"B-Because! She has no right to talk to me like that! You're the only one who can control her." Isabella fired back.
George looked between his wife and Dream, trying to think of something to say.
"Maybe so, but you have no right to put your problems onto me, or her." Dream huffs trying to walk past her.
Isabella grabs Dream's bicep, stopping him instantly in his tracks. "Where is Sylvia? I want to have a word with her."
Dream sighs, looking over his shoulder. "She left, and I wouldn't recommend talking to her any time soon."
"Why? She's probably just scared." Isabella's grip on Dream's arm tightened.
Dream scoffs. "Sylvia isn't scared of anyone, you're not even close to a threat to her."
Isabella frowns.
"She told me to send you a message: if you try to be a smartass again, she will drag you into a swamp." Dream smirks down at Isabella.
She gasps, releasing Dream's arm. "That little-"
"Ah ah ah, it would be best if you stopped talking." Dream interrupts while putting a finger up to his lips.
Isabella was fuming; her face red; fists and jaw clenched; smoke practically coming out of her ears.
"C-Come along, darling. We should go wrap up the party." George finally cuts in before things could escalate any further.
