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probably regretting that
"We should consider hiding your hair. You're too eye-catching, little brother. I'm afraid of even letting you go off on your own leaving only a single guard to accompany you " Rumbled Emlen to Moulin with a slightly complaining tone. He pulled his little brother closer while glancing back at their carriage as it left to make way for another carriage belonging to another noble.
A Gorgeous White (BL)
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I didn't realize how bad the formatting is pls forgive me.馃様
A fruity voice spoke out of the blue.
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they should be around 18-20
Lord Fraunces and his wife were deeply insulted by their nephew's act against their son. Their precious Moulin was once again bullied by this ungrateful person! Twice! They will not allow this!
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he's not ignoring her he's just busy.
"What tired! I wanted to see my son for myself. You have been spending too much time outside. Too much to not even spare a single second for your mother! You're very fortunate there wasn't a single injury on your body or I would have locked you in your room and ban you from ever training again" She rasped in one breath.
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similar in age to pola
Pola is his personal servant. The nineteen-year-old girl had small freckles on her cheeks and wore her neatly tied chocolate hair. When Moulin had first arrived here, Pola was assigned as his personal attendant. The girl looked timid and nervous when she stood in front of him like a scared little mouse. But after days passed, she slowly opened up to him and carefully took care of him. She probably heard about how horrible Moulin was from the gossips in the manor.
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not really, it depends in the person people are constantly changing. a month in the mountains alone with only a fox and urban thoughts. your bound to reflect on ur life and actions.
The strangeness of his son became more and more apparent as the days passed by. It wasn't just his appearance but as well as his personality. His major changes were evident when he refused to accept the latest jewelry and the robes sent to him from his uncle. Saying that 'it was too much' for him. His wife, who was currently too overprotective of Moulin, had witnessed it all and was in a trance for the rest of the day afterwards. His third son kept spending the day inside the gardens with his new beast fox, reading silently inside the library with the intent to finish all the thousands of books inside, refusing his attendants insisting on doing the work by himself and most of all he had not even spoken a single disrespecting word to anyone in the estate. He was very behaved and detached except for when it comes to his family. Perhaps, this change was the outcome of his life back in the northern mountains, drastically changing his very personality.
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they were sending him away till rumors died down so they would affect him. the weren't expecting the accident. it's generally common for nobles to do this. they planned to bring him back once the rumors died down.
"... But now that you're back, don't be surprised by their intense reactions when you meet them. Especially, mother. I'm afraid she might squeeze the life out if you once she sees a you". Maxille chuckled, thinking of the great possibility of the scene. Mother might be preparing something big to welcome Moulin back.
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that would undermine his hard work and his peace.
"A-alright..." Moulin swallowed. He knew now why people often cower in fear when in front of Maxille. This man's eyes, even when expressionless, could cut down soul-deep inside a person. Closing the red curtains, he plopped back on the bed and tucked Snow in his arms. He thought about what expression should he give his parents when they reunite. Of course, he would refuse to cry out of joy like the previous Moulin would most likely do in this situation. Maybe he should just stop thinking about it and just see what happens. It would be better just to be himself other than planning it. He nodded to himself while stroking Snow's fur.
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aside from the lack of food variety
Noon came like a passing wind and Moulin leisurely spent his time looking out of the window, gawking at the wonderful scenery as they traveled. Maxille watched him throughout all the amazed expressions Moulin makes whenever he'd find something fascinating. The eldest brother was saddened, a cloud of gloom wrapped around him. His innocent little brother was as pure as the snow, he is even amazed by the little things he finds. How hard it must be for him to endure the freezing cold inside that cave. He ate so much this morning, he must've been starving so much. Once again, he regretted not finding him sooner. If he had, Moulin could've been saved by the torment.
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true but his family never gave the og a chance to grow. it's impossible to change overnight but some people are more adaptable than others too.
"Will you tell me the name of the person who saved you and kept you by their side through all those weeks? We would like to express our gratitude to them for rescuing you. It wouldn't be proper if we don't thank them before we leave tomorrow" Maxille gave out a gratifying smile. They would be given a grand gift by himself, representing the Fraunces House.
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the og soul told Mc to live for him. he is now living for the both of them.
That's right he had a family now. A smile painted his lips, feeling a soft warmth in his heart.
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the og soul didn't have ice powers and died, and then Mc came over, relived the og's death, and transformed. (at least that's what I think)
"I..." The youth's eyebrows knitted and his pink fingers fiddled with the hem of his sleeves. "...I don't know... I was already like this when I woke up one day" It was true though that he wakened with white hair and silver eyes. He just didn't mull over it thinking that perhaps it was a side effect of the transmigration.
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his body is under 21 so I would say around 18/19 or so.
"Huh?... I'm fine" He blinked, confuse about Maxille's actions. Dodging his elder brother's hand he rasped "I'm not a child anymore, elder brother".
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don't forget his family refer to him as a brother and son. meaning there must be a system that decides an aphrodites gender.
The golden-eyed man faced Moulin, he bowed his head slightly. "We apologize for invading your territory, Miss. My companion and I were being pursued and were unfamiliar with the land".
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he probably means humanoid.
The golden-eyed man surveyed the area. He sensed a single life form behind the trees but the snow was somehow obstructing his senses. He glanced at his friend, barely holding on. He had lost too much blood. But he dared not to act rashly, for this was unknown territory, something was watching them. He knew some creatures tend to be very territorial.
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mana is something in video games and many comics. Mana usually refers to magic power.
He did a few stretches after the energy-draining activity. He was careful not to exhaust too much of his mana. If that were to happen, his continuous consumption of energy would drain his life away and that was something he needed to avoid if he didn't wish to die again.
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it was an ambush plus they could have has terrain advantage. Not to mention as long as the thevies caused enough chaos it wouldn't take long for the knights to fall apart (especially if the young master went missing). though these are just some of my ideas.
The Northern mountains were known to be so cold a person would die in just a few hours without warmth. According to the search team's investigation, Moulin had run into the woods in nothing but thin clothes. The father had originally thought nothing could happen in his journey through the Lazuline Manor. He sent strong knights and maids to care for Moulin. Yet such a situation still occurred unknowingly. Moulin was frail and can doubtlessly be unwell. He was such a sickly child ever since he was little. The thieves were caught and locked up but no amount of torture could answer the doubts of the safety of his youngest son. Whether he was alive or not...
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Does he need to? just chalk it up to Anwar death experience and survival in the mountains.
The original had fallen so hard for this 'Quade' guy that he can't even realize that the person had been using his affections to garner attention. He spread the news that this young master from the Fraunces Family had been stalking him and obsessing over him. That hypocrite had been faking in front of Moulin, flirting with him and smiling smugly as soon as he turned his back. Worse of all, he had been using Moulin so that his fiancee and her family would pay more attention to him.
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if I remember write he does but it's been awhile since so...
Moulin could hear funerary bells ringing as he glared deathly at the lord. Bothersome, bothersome, bothersome...
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