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{I just wrote a post!}Damian managed to grab the paper she threw at him and glanced at it. "Oh no!" Damian couldn't read a word of it. He stuffed it in his pocket. He'd have Violet help him tomorrow.
The next day, Amy walked over to Lulu's bakery. She was practically jumping. Tonight was the first ball, and they were going to spend all afternoon doing Amy's hair and picking out an outfit. She entered the bakery. "Lulu?!" she yelled.
"No..." Damian said. "Okay. My name is Damian. I'm 19. My favorite colour is dark blue, I guess. I made the road 'cause I was sick of wading through all the brush to cross the forest. I don't have any nick names. I don't have a job..." the last one was tricky. "It's possible that I might have stolen food in the past."
"Hmmm...Odd. Don't tell me you're gonna go look for her? We should both sleep. The balls start tomorrow and the castle will be bustling, we'll be up late dancing, and we'll have to work to avoid Bella!" {So now should we transition to tomorrow and start the balls? With Amy?}
"Thanks," he said. This conversation wasn't going where he thought it was going to. "So are you gonna ask me questions or something?"
Robert nodded, fishing his handkerchief out of his pants pocket to blot the blood off a cut Landon had gotten when he fell.
Damian stopped short and started to fidget. "Uhhhh..." he started to think of a lie, but just didn't have the energy. "Yeah. That was me."
{Oh odd, but I thought Violet and Damian were gonna end up together? What if Corrin begins to despise Damian because hes Violet best friend {soon to be more than that?}? And Corrin could use sorcery to make life complicated for Damian!}
I skied {is that the past tense for "ski"?} for a year, but I just didn't really like it. I prefer skating.
{I like the second one!}Robert silently headed to the library to make sure Landon had survived an escape from Bella. There, he found him knocked out on the floor. "I don't even wanna know," he said, dragging Landon to a couch.
Thus, he was extremely startled when an unfamiliar face came into view, asking him about...himself? "Ummmm...My name is Damian, and I think I'm who you're looking for. Do you want to play tag?"
{Works with me!} Damian was currently handing out rolls to all the poor children and dancing around playing tag with them. But his mind was elsewhere. He thought about the mermaid, he thought about learning to read, but most of all he though of the girl-Violet.
