A Squibbly Svest Production

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"Human, of course." He chuckled "So I am quarter angel, quarter human and half demon."
 
"Hm." She exhaled, listening to his explanation. "And the actual king? What was he?"
 
"Human." He smiled weakly "This kingdom wasn't always dark and horrid, you know. Under my mother and the king's rein, this land thrived. My mother died after giving birth to me, and the king quickly fell into a deep depression. He hated me. And so the kingdom deteriorated."
He sat on the chair next to hers.
 
"And after that, what, vampires and demons began taking it over?" She looked over at him, the first time actually seeing him. While she was disgusted with him for taking her, she felt bad for him. "Why did you want me? Of all the women around, you could have had anyone else, any beautiful creature. Stronger, more powerful. It can't just be because you thought I was pretty."
 
He put some scrambled eggs on his plate and buttered a slice of toast.
"I.... I don't know." He smiled sheepishly.
 
Sansa rolled her eyes at his response, scoffing slightly. The angel reached across and grabbed and apple, biting into it, filled with annoyance. How could someone do something without even knowing why? She found herself scoffing again, shaking her head softly, eyes distant.​
 
The angel's feathers fluffed suddenly, nose wrinkling. "You're selfish." She said simply, growling, furious with him.​
 
Poking at his eggs, Casimir frowned at his plate.
"I guess."
 
"You guess?" She was trying hard to control her temper. Was he really that daft? "You kidnapped me because you liked the way I look, and now you want me to marry you. How is that not selfish?"
 
Casimir nibbled his lower lip.
"Sorry, Sansa. It has been so long since I've had proper socialisation."
 
Her feathers smoothed out as she sighed, her expression softening. Hesitantly, she reached over and put her hand on his, offering the best smile she could muster. "Then let's go somewhere. You need to get out and talk to people. You'll never be able to maintain a marriage if this is how you're going to act." He was like a child.​
 
He blinked and nodded.
"Yeah. That sounds good." He smiled widely
 
"Wonderful." The girl smiled as she clapped her hands together, standing abruptly. "So, where to?"​
 
Sansa nodded, holding her hand out. "Yes. Now. Would you prefer not to?" She pulled back slightly, a brow raising in confusion.
 
"No, I just..." He stood up slowly "You seem very enthusiastic."
 
Well, of course she was. "I honestly thought you were never going to let me walk out of here again." She smiled softly, exhaling slowly. Her wings extended, stretching out behind her. She princess yawned slightly, folding the feathered things back against her skin. "Shall we?"
 
Sansa looked down at her feet and nodded. "I don't usually wear shoes. My father always used to get upset with me when he threw parties. I never liked the way I felt confined while wearing them. I like to feel connected to the Earth." She looked back up at him, smiling.​
 
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