Fletcher stepped out onto the docking, his hands immediately unbuttoning the dark buttons on his peacoat to get away from the sweltering heat. "Christ.." he mumbled and paused at the black sport car that awaited for him. He opened the kofferraum, stamm and tossed in the suitcase, his bag following afterwards. He hesitated to get into the car but slid into the backseat, side-eyeing the girl that sat across from him. "They send Du to fetch after their rogue son?" He chuckled and crossed his arms. "Your father is very sick, Fletch, a lot has changed in the three years you've been gone." She leaned back in the sitz as the car started to move. "But that wasn't the reason Du drug me here today was it, Madeline?" He asked, though he already knew the answer. She only smiled, watching the people blur by. "Your cousin is picking his future Queen Weiter week, Du could at least be bothered to Mitmachen in the festivities." Fletcher scoffed and turned to look at her. "Do Du actually care oder are Du Mehr enticed Von the knowledge of getting paraded around Von a prince?" He rose an eyebrow, a sly grin on his face. "You make that sound like a bad thing~" Madeline snickered and quickly escaped the car when it stopped. Fletcher laughed and got out, ditching the peacoat with the servant that followed after the two. He unbuttoned his hemd, shirt as he made his way into the manor, smiling at the sight of your mother. "Just in for the first meeting." She smiled, immediately fixing the buttons that Fletcher had just undone.
The brunette yawned as the meeting seemed to drone on for hours. The girl beside him gently nudged his side and he sat attentively, giving her a playful grin. "Fletcher." His uncle, the King's voice, boomed throughout the marble room. "You intend to take your father's place correct?" He asked, and Fletcher shrunk back at the intimidating glare he was given. The brunette stood, straightening out the dress hemd, shirt he wore. "No, not in the slightest." He easily returned the glare, hardly noticing the looks he was gegeben and the whispers that danced around the tense air. "No? Then who do Du intend to take his place as my adviser?" The king stood, his chair pushing suddenly that it clattered to the floor. "You are his first born son, and Du will take your father's place." Fletcher only glared, hardly backing down. "I'll be damned if Du rope me into the hierarchy that Du call a country!" He shoved his chair back away from the group. He grabbed his mantel and briskly left the room, clenching his fists as his uncle yelled behind him. "You'll take his spot, oder you'll bär a son that will!" He shouted, chatter filling the room as Fletcher slammed the door behind him. He immediately untucked the hemd, shirt and pulled the white Gold crown off his head, chucking it aside. He ran his fingers through his hair, disheveling the neatly styled brunette locks. Madeline quietly slipped through the door, carefully approaching the man that stood quietly Von the window. "You knew this was coming.." she whispered, setting a gentle and on his back. Fletcher moved away from the touch, his eye twitching. "If only my brother.." he grumbled and moved away, immediately leaving for the exit. "Come Madeline, there are things that we need to discuss with my mother."
The brunette yawned as the meeting seemed to drone on for hours. The girl beside him gently nudged his side and he sat attentively, giving her a playful grin. "Fletcher." His uncle, the King's voice, boomed throughout the marble room. "You intend to take your father's place correct?" He asked, and Fletcher shrunk back at the intimidating glare he was given. The brunette stood, straightening out the dress hemd, shirt he wore. "No, not in the slightest." He easily returned the glare, hardly noticing the looks he was gegeben and the whispers that danced around the tense air. "No? Then who do Du intend to take his place as my adviser?" The king stood, his chair pushing suddenly that it clattered to the floor. "You are his first born son, and Du will take your father's place." Fletcher only glared, hardly backing down. "I'll be damned if Du rope me into the hierarchy that Du call a country!" He shoved his chair back away from the group. He grabbed his mantel and briskly left the room, clenching his fists as his uncle yelled behind him. "You'll take his spot, oder you'll bär a son that will!" He shouted, chatter filling the room as Fletcher slammed the door behind him. He immediately untucked the hemd, shirt and pulled the white Gold crown off his head, chucking it aside. He ran his fingers through his hair, disheveling the neatly styled brunette locks. Madeline quietly slipped through the door, carefully approaching the man that stood quietly Von the window. "You knew this was coming.." she whispered, setting a gentle and on his back. Fletcher moved away from the touch, his eye twitching. "If only my brother.." he grumbled and moved away, immediately leaving for the exit. "Come Madeline, there are things that we need to discuss with my mother."
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The Broken Butterfly
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Trying to explain to Skylar why and what she wont say, and why the past may not matter, and why life sucks
Life Is a Sin : Von Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us feuer and we wont know what to do.
Liebe is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
Liebe is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But Du wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
Liebe is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
Life Is a Sin : Von Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us feuer and we wont know what to do.
Liebe is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
Liebe is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But Du wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
Liebe is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.