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His gait is more than just heavy, it’s tense. The longer he spends in the presence of a princess, the harder his mind works to remember all the damned lessons he’s had on etiquette. Were his guise to be uncovered right then and there, all would be lost   –––   who knows what George would do this merger was shot to hell? David is so concerned with his posture, he listens little of what the woman says. A good thing, considering her phrase would’ve left him too puzzled to remember himself.  ❛  Lose my head?  ❜  That part he’s heard, echoing it in surprise. For a moment, he thinks to chuckle at the little performance she gave, but something about it told him that it was no laughing matter.  ❛  She’s got a temper, does she?  ❜  He offers, managing a smile that only just passes for easy.  ❛  Not too unlike my father, then. Though he’s a little less loose with death threats.  ❜  Unless they were directed to David and his mother.  ❛  Against other royals, at least.  ❜  

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though she can sense his nerves, she does not think much on it. instead, she allows a gentle smile to upturn the corners of her lips. it’s not as easy as his appears to be, but it’s all she can muster. regina knew for a while that her mother intended to use her to ally wonderland with another kingdom, it had been written in the cards since her birth. still, that fact didn’t make their situation any less awkward.   ‘   the worst i have ever seen.   ’   she notices the way his voice catches on the word father, the way his words trail as if there is more to be said. the princess decides not to press him on it but notes the strange behaviour for later thought.   ‘   they aren’t death threats. they are more like death sentences.   ’   she sighs, something wistful and quiet.   ‘   your father, he does know what he is getting into, i hope ?   ’

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