The Graveyard Kingdom [*ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE*]

Chapter 19: Jasmine

Jasmine sighed as she looked at the abandoned house. It was grim. Bare. And just disgusting.

Maverick, her brother, the annoying bitch, walked out.
"Ah, Jasmine! It's good to see you again."

Jasmine sighed. "Still going for the edgy look?"

Maverick glared, a strained smile on his face. "It's not edgy, dear sister."

"Absolutely edgy."

Maverick grumbled. He sighed. "Well I called you here because—"

"You need my help?" Jasmine smirked.

Maverick clenched his fist, sighing. "Yes..."

"Let me guess, spying?"

Maverick sighed. "Yes.."

Jasmine smiled. "So who's the target this time?"

Maverick smiled evily. Now they were getting somewhere.
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"Logan what are those?!" Taylor gasped dramatically, pointing to the orange tulips Logan had laid out. "Ashlyn's favorite flowers are jasmine!"

Logan grumbled. "I know! These tulips aren't for the party!"

Taylor huffed. "Well then where are the flowers?"

"Tay, I haven't laid them out yet!"

"Why not?"

"Because the party is in two days and cut flowers don't last long!"

"Bullshit!" Taylor protested. "Some of the flowers we delivered to the castle were cut."

"Those were paper flowers dumbass! The other flowers we gave were in pots!" Logan grumbled. "Jeez, I've been working at this shop longer—no I hired you and Tyler! You think you trust that I know what I'm doing by now..."

Taylor sighed, anxious. "I know I know! I just want everything to be perfect for Ashlyn, y'know?"

Logan put his hand on her shoulders. He sighed. "Can't believe I'm saying this to you of all people...Taylor, listen, your her best friend—"

"That's you," Taylor protested.

"Ah," Logan put his finger up. "I'm talking. Don't interrupt me. Second, she's my found sister. Not best friend. There's a difference."

Taylor laughed lightly.

Logan continued. "And of course she's going to like this. Perfect or not, Ashlyn will like what we do for her, ok?"

Taylor sighed. "Yeah..yeah you're right.."

Logan smiled. "I always am. Now, work, you, now."

Taylor groaned. "Never mind your mean again."

"Love you Tay."
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Tyler sat in his bed in the barracks, thinking. What..was that thing? It gave him chills. It was so close.

He sighed, needing to get his mind off it.

Taylor wouldn't mind a quick visit, right?

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