A Throne in His Side// Peaky Blinders

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1914

The thin scar on her face was evidence of the blinders wrath.

Words and actions cost many people in the small British town their sight.

No man ,woman or child was spared if they  wielded scornful words towards the rang tag gang or ajoining family.

Ronnie Throne was mistakenly under the impression the Shelby boys had a soft spot for her family.

That she could jokingly insult Martha the soon to be Mrs.John Shelby.

John took his rizor sown brim to the teen girl without a second thought.

Not blinding the girl permitly but leaving a scar.from the end of her left eyse accross the bridge of her nosy ending at the ear.

Making an everlasting horizon for the Throne girl to stare though.
Freddie came home with a black eye that night, To a sister with a blood caked face and hurt pride.

"i aint a dunce. They joke that that all the time sometimes even worse!" she defined her actions that caused the beginnings of a feud. 

finding the pain unbearable with each muscle movement it took to speak.

"They are not friends, barely before this and hardly acceptable to have as company now."

FORTNIGHT LATER

Light shined into the cramped kitchen in the throne home on the cusp of watery lane, Ronnie stood at the table for what felt like hours now kneading dough.

a firm knocking brought the teengirl out of the rythic trance she was in. 

Not thinking anything out of the norm she glided to the door and opened it too releave the middle Shelby son. 

"Miss.Throne." the Young man greeted..

"Hello, Freddie's not home. Please do not keep fighting. I know now how inappropriate my word were."

"Not here to see freddie, and fighting is not what my goal is."

"Your Goal?"

"Ive come to officially apologies for the actions of John. Harming you like that was uncalled for and brutal."

"Its my fault."

"not at all, those were just things he has said himself in our company. Arthur and Myself reminded him of that as well."

" Thank you" unsure of what else to say. ronnie was fidgeting with her wrist,head down avioding  eye contact.

Chin to chest tommy disliked the insecurity rolling off her, 

tipping her head up and tapping ronnie's nose as the girl followed the silent command. 

" Hardly left a scar, Beside no one will be albe to see it with this on Your neck."  pulling a velvet purse out of his coat pocket handing it over. 

The sack was heaver then Ronnie expected. "A small token of gratitude for not bringing the coppers into this."

"Coppers dont keep our streets safe,Mr.Shelby....

 Not as safe as your blinder boys at least."   

the look of innocence only intensified by the red checks that graced her marred checks   "besides ive forgotten my place, could be dead instead"

"Always been a smart girl." smiling with a slight wince at the action.

"easily to be with such a dumb brother"
Thomas decided to avoid her after that for the feeling she stirred inside him for no real reason.

For the best he tells himself