She nods, satisfied. That's what winning means to her, or it does according to her father and brother. Especially with Ireland threatening to invade at any time.
"Why would he say that?" Her hand reaches over to cover one of his lightly, being more used to giving out affection. "You're not."
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Date: 2013-05-12 03:25 am (UTC)"Why would he say that?" Her hand reaches over to cover one of his lightly, being more used to giving out affection. "You're not."