teeth

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time:3 AM.

date:12/28/99

location:the palace, northern united kingdom

log num: 1

status: the prince is in the council room with his father and assassin 


the prince's wine glass was caressed in his hand gently, his veins clearly visible because of his boney structure. Rings glared in the light that sat on his long thin fingers, moving the glass to his ice cold lips taking a delicate sip of the blood red alcohol.

His name was london. london rose knasel. him and his twin sister have ruled the kingdom for 2 years now, and just now closing a case on londons ex-husband. oh that george... he had it coming. it was just that karma got to him a little quicker than the boy expected. what a shame. london just dropped him and forgot, none of his problem that he caught george cheating on him and then making london the bad guy, London, was the one that took georges word and try to fix things, but alec, he thought that it was london trying to take george from him. so, they cut contact. As days went by, george slowly suffered in greif and pain, because he couldnt get over how he had the prince, rich and loved by all, and threw it away like nothing.

so this is where we are today. london has recived a threat from alec, accusing him of killing george. Sure! call him guilty. He didnt do it though. it was by georges own hand. looking at the stack of papers, numerous letters from alec, death threats from him, and claiming he has somebody after london.

london let out a sigh in annoyance. He turned his head to the assassin in the corner, london only knows his name because it was his current lover protecting him. only his dear sister was the other that knew his name because the three always spend time together. the assassin looked him up and down and nodded a little.

name:bailey

status:alive

job:assassin

partner:the prince

specie: woodland elf

london stood from his seat and set the papers aside.

"alright, for now, neither haley, or i will leave the palace, the servants can bring us what we need and when we need to we move to the bunker. am i understood?" his deep voice spoke with seriousness and concern. Although he spoke with intent and he sounded as he knew he had a plan, and it was going to work.

everyone in the room nodded. it was now 5 in the morning once it was over. the reason they met early however, was because its less of a chance to be caught off guard and normally the wake up time for the royal family. london gathered the worn paper together and put them in the drawer under the table. glancing at the assassin and walking out of the small room with him. the corridors were huge, gargoyles at the top with dark roses. When you walked down this huge corridor you could hear the clacking of your shoes and boots.The halls dimly lit with lanterns made the revenge that was in the air feel better... so...so much better. Once london stepped into his grand room, it was a sight to see. no windows or trapdoors. it was walls of out fits, armor,  and his crown in the acrylic case. the door clicked shut behind the assassin as they both walked in. london placed his reading glasses on his soft pale face and he went to the bookshelf, on his way withdrawing his cape to the side. before he could pick out a book he felt the assassins arms wrap around his wait and his teeth meet to londons thin neck.


london was used to it, its how they were as a couple. 

"can i take my armor off now" the assassin asked as london nods as he read on in his book.once the assassin was out of his armour, he let his pointy ears show and his short fluffy white hair run free ontop of his head. the thing about him was he was an elf.however london was human.

"what a way to start a morning" the assassin spoke quietly as he clinged to londons small waist and towered over him.

"yeah, what a intresting day it will be perhaps" london spoke, being caught by suprise as the assassin took the book and set it to the side.

"wheres your sister love?" the elf spoke, right on time to let a blonde girl walk in, still in her pjamas. 

name:haley

status:alive

job:princess

partner: none

hobby:witchcraft

"ello boys!" haley spoke, closing the door and sitting on the bed. her accent thick, and her hair very blonde. she was a very nice girl.everything she wore was black and fashionable.

"haley we have something to talk about"


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