𝑹𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒂 𝑭𝒖𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒖

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤOf course she'll wear these to walk, you dunce. For stepping on the master, she uses the old ones .ᐟ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤHer brand new ones .ᐣ.ᐟ Most definitely not .ᐟ.ᐟ He gets the older ones ~ { 💅 }

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤHer Mother graciously donated money for her to purchase ANOTHER set of 𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑳𝑺 ~ .ᐟ { ✨️ }

Referring to Mordred as Prince or as a male is the fastest way for him to like you.

"Hmm? Is there a reason why you are touching me,Master." Mordred glares a bit. Not too comfortable with being touched by a commoner even if they are his master. "Unless you plan on worshipping and praising me that is."

"Ah Master. Joining me? Did you train hard today?" The Prince wasn't shy about his body at all as he turned his head to look at the mage sitting next to him.

[𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳] The Lion King is currently seated on the steps of the outer gate of the castle, speaking with her subjects freely and openly. She promises them nothing but her ear and hope that she can help ease their worries, if only a little.