yuh so this'll be like sugar daddy where i update every 5 millenia
keep calm, be sociopath siscon ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
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❝ HAHAHAHA!!! ❞
THE BOY HAD THE BIGGEST SMILE on his face, contrasting with the gloomy atmosphere of the funeral. He laughed at the corpse like it was the funniest thing in the world.
His parents tried to shut him up, grabbing his hand and covering his mouth. But he kept on cackling, pointing at his dead uncle like it was a sight to behold.
"Look at that idiot bastard! Now he's gone forever!!" he mocked, pressing down his mother's hand to continue. "He shouldn't have messed with us, right Mom?"
"Be quiet," his mother said, glaring at him.
His smile turned into a frown, furrowing his eyebrows. "Yes, Mother," he answered, letting go of her arms as he looked down to the floor. Surrounding gazes gathered around him, most of disgust and contempt.
His green eyes darted to them, giving them an innocent smile like he had done nothing wrong. He gave them a small wave, leaving the nobles to bask in the unsettling atmosphere he just made for himself.
'He shouldn't have tried to rape my sister. Now karma got his ass,' the young boy just snickered, putting his hands in his pockets and marched in an informal manner. He had no respect at all to the dead, to the alive or anyone in that matter.
(M/n) Ciara Lirtwar, second son of the Marquis Lirtwar and the territory's very own...
