"No, wait." Siobhan quick to resist Sybil's pulling and made no attempt to chase after her favorite narcissist and her favorite exhibitionist. Her smile never leaving her face as she quickly tacked on, "Let them fight it out. They'll tire themselves out eventually."
She then allowed herself to...
Siobhan tugged at the youngest Lusce's sleeve, leaning closer but making little attempt to quiet her voice. "We can't just kill him, you idiot." Her wicked grin opposed her words. The little one was, perhaps, full of good ideas. She pocketed her letter as she did with her emotions unlike Signe...
On any ordinary day, the scream-shouting of her overly sensitive sister would have brought a smile to her face. Too sensitive. Too naïve. Far too easy to trick with a helping hand from Sybil, the little one who could do no wrong. Perhaps that was the problem right there, for Sybil was sitting...
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