"Well, you've been in the paper more than once," the queen who was quiet until now spoke up. The eldest of the siblings step forward, "If you're going to lock me up then do it, but don't lock up my younger siblings." The second oldest looked horrified, at the eldest, "Ailbe, please don't do that," she pleaded. The Queen and King share a look, silently agreeing on something.
"We'll give you a choice, either you let us adopt you or you can sit in a jail cell," as if on cue the youngest started coughing uncontrollably. "FINE! Fine just take care of Ailill, please," Ashling begs, the King nods towards a medic, who carefully injects the medicine into him. "Well then meet your new siblings." both older siblings snap at the same time, "Their not our siblings." The King roles his eyes, "Anyway ways meet, the oldest Lucas. Then we have Abigail, and finally Micheal."
"Lucas please show the Blakes to there rooms," the Queen looks at her son. "Room we prefer to share a room," The eldest speaks, all the others nod. "Fine, this way," the eldest blonde says, they began to walk. Once at the said room the door opens,
Ashling's Side, then,
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Ailbe's side, then,
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Aine's side than,
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Ailill's side.
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