Ír Stories

An Irish Prince and An American Princess. The Dublin International Book Fair was, for Prince Aidan, less a professional obligation and more an act of quiet rebellion. The official reason for his presence was a nod to cultural patronage, a box to be ticked on the interminable list of royal duties. But in his heart, it was an escape. The hushed reverence of the palace, the gilded bars of his gilded cage, felt particularly suffocating these past few weeks. The weight of expectation, the inexorable march towards a throne he sometimes viewed with a mixture of dread and detachment, had settled upon him like a damp shroud. Here, amidst the vibrant cacophony of literary discourse, he could, for a precious few hours, simply be.

one of my friends did this, so i decided to follow after her!

i have like . 80 drs so ..... sorry about that ur gonna be seeing shit like basic scripts, scenarios, and friends of mine. just simple stuff like that. this is gonna be so fun !!!11!