𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 richard tozier is the petulant and bothersome son of the duke of velmont. edward kaspbrak is assigned to him as a guard and protectant. some things don't go as they are intended to, some things are only simply decided by fate. some things are right and others are considered wrong. ✧ but how could it be wrong if it felt so right?