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"How many fucking times do I have to tell you?! Stop fucking around with this these women! The married ones especially, you are tarnishing our family image!" An older man shouts at his son.
"Whatever..." The man says not paying any attention to his parent.
"Sweetie calm down-" "you shut up! This is half of your fault, being so fucking nice too him!"
"Don't you raise your voice at her!" The son stand up.
His dad then stands up, the two of them almost at the same height. They stare each other down not backing down. The woman stares, it's like she's looking at two versions of her son and two versions of her husband.
She quickly stands and leaves the room making the two go quiet.
"Scratch...this is the last time I'm going to have this conversation with you, we're setting you up for marriage and you're going to go through with it..." Scratch's father sneers.
"No matter how used up you are like your mother, you still have some use, get out." The older man demands.
The Scratch says noting and walks out, slamming the door behind him. The servant who had brought him to the office jumps back in fear as he's hit with the glare of death.
"S-sir would you?"
"No, take me to my room and get me those letters..." Scratch demands walking towards his room anyways.
The butler stutters a bit before following in suit.
Naomi✨
This just doesn't make any sense...how can three people seemingly exist almost hundred years ago but are still alive and well today?
Not to mention the spending, only someone who's trying to hide something would buy anything so dull.
Something is not right with that princess...
I don't have time to worry about that though, there's another issue at hand. I overheard from some servants that we may be on the brink of war with another kingdom, one that for years our kingdom has been on good terms with.